FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
43
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
Where the North Begins
Up in the land of little sticks.
Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
44
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
West Land
I went west a few years ago.
Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
45
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
"Silent Eve"
Your just my style.
Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
46
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
The North
The North is where there's ice and scow.
Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
14
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
Buckskin Bill on Iowa
Iowa -- the fairest land.
Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
42
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
Buffalo Bill Cody
You bet I know him stranger.
Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
8
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
Goodbye West
The open range is settled.
Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
48
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
My Lady of the West
There's a dear little lady.
Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
50
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
Where the South Begins
Where you cross the Mason-Dixon-Line.
Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
50
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
The Plains
Oh! take me back to the plains.
Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
51
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
Pawnee Bill
He guided the settlers in the southwest boom.
Western Poems
FC 11 R-02
52
Col. Charles D. Randolph "Buckskin Bill"
Major Gordon W. Lillie "Pawnee Bill"
He rode the plains like Cody.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
13
Jack Blankenship
From Sarpy to St. X
Rompin' through the head-high grass.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
15
Jack Blankenship
Cowboy Perks
I was scooted up to my lunch one day.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
17
Jack Blankenship
The Deal
I think, I musta went brain dead.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
19
Jack Blankenship
Cremation of J.B. Stetson
As the sun lit up them Hysham hills.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
22
Jack Blankenship
Saturday Night Dance
The old pine legs are stained a dark brown.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
26
Jack Blankenship
Untimely Exits
I've been bucked off, ducked off, flung off.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
30
Jack Blankenship
Hoot's Baptism
Straight outta south Utah, came a lad, I dubbed Hoot.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
31
Jack Blankenship
Barstool Bronc Stompin'
As they run in them diggers, in the spring of 1980.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
34
Jack Blankenship
The Weak heart
I was nappin' on the porch, of the local mercantile.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
35
Jack Blankenship
Three Weeks in October
I'd like to spend some time, and tell you a tale.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
41
Jack Blankenship
Braggin' on Mr. Moon
Seldom it is, when buildin' verse, do I delve.
The Unreadable Writin's of Spur-Track Jack
FC 11 B-41
43
Jack Blankenship
Winter Shod
Most folks think, if you're gonna be a cowboy.
Cowboy Poetry: The Campfire Ain't Quite Out
Kent Stockton
FC 11 S-59
85
Ty Stockton
Past and Future
He packs his goods up in his truck and bids his folks farewell.