FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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The Fence That Me and Shorty Built
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Red Steagall
Her Eyes are Bluebonnet blue
I was standin' in the Longbranch.
The Fence That Me and Shorty Built
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111
Red Steagall
The Day the Songbird Died
In a wagon pulled by oxen.
The Fence That Me and Shorty Built
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116
Red Steagall
Red River Rose
On a fence line north of Estelline, the strangest sight I'd ever seen.
The Fence That Me and Shorty Built
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119
Red Steagall
We Danced on the Oregon Trail
We crossed the Big Muddy, the ferry was full.
The Fence That Me and Shorty Built
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122
Red Steagall
The Belle of the Ball
On a smooth cement slab by the river.
The Fence That Me and Shorty Built
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126
Red Steagall
Frenchie McCormick
The last time I saw her.
The Fence That Me and Shorty Built
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131
Red Steagall
The Quarter Circle Y
She could hear him whistlin' Dixie long before he came in sight.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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11
Robert W. Service
To the Man of the High North
My rhymes are rough, and often in my rhyming.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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12
Robert W. Service
Men of the High North
Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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15
Robert W. Service
The Ballad of the Northern Lights
One of the Down and Out - that's me.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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29
Robert W. Service
The Ballad of the Black Fox Skin
There was Claw-fingered Kitty and Windy Ike living the life of shame.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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39
Robert W. Service
The Ballad of Pious Pete
I tried to refine that neighbor of mine, honest to God, I did.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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45
Robert W. Service
The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill
I took a contract to bury the body of blasphemous Bill MacKie.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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51
Robert W. Service
The Ballad of One-Eyed Mike
This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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56
Robert W. Service
The Ballad of the Brand
'Twas up in a land long famed for gold, where women were far and rare.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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65
Robert W. Service
The Ballad of Hard-Luck Henry
Now wouldn't you expect to find a man an awful crank.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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70
Robert W. Service
The Man from Eldorado
He's the man from Eldorado, and he's just arrived in town.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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78
Robert W. Service
My Friends
The man above was a murderer, the man below was a thief.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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82
Robert W. Service
The Prospector
I strolled up old Bonanza, where I staked in ninety-eight.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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88
Robert W. Service
The Black Sheep
Hark to the ewe that bore him.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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93
Robert W. Service
The Telegraph Operator
I will not wash my face.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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97
Robert W. Service
The Wood-Cutter
The sky in like an envelope.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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101
Robert W. Service
The Song of the Mouth-Organ
I'm a homely little bit of tin and bone.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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105
Robert W. Service
The Trail of Ninety-Eight
Gold! We leapt from out benches.
Ballad of a Cheechako
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114
Robert W. Service
The Ballad of Gum-Boot Ben
He was an old prospector with a vision bleared and dim.