FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
45
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
Throwin' the Circle
The sun's comin' up, they are startin' the day.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
46
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
Figgerin' it Out!
The spring work is mighty nigh over, I'll have a few days to run loose.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
47
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
How He Drinks
It starts a fellar thinkin' fer to watch a hoss a drinkin' .
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
48
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
The Old Days
Remember the prairie before we had fences, when we worked in the snow and the sun and the rain.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
49
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
Come and Get It!
They have worked and turned the round up loose, there's nothin' else to do.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
50
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
That Gal
When a fellar is mebby along about twenty he has met men and boys that was pretty good pals.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
51
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
Feedin' Grain
There is one thing a winter hoss knows mighty plain.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
52
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
Stringing Along
Stringin' along in the heat and the sun with the dust in your eyes and your nose.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
53
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
The Wire Gate
I guess there ain't no history states who first invented wire gates.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
54
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
On Foot
"Twas a rough windy day and your hat blew away; and started to rollin' around.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
55
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
Hot Day
The sun's beatin' down till the flats are burnt brown, and your hoss is a-takin' it slow.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
56
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
The Salt Box
They fix the salt with water near the same as 'tater chips and beer.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
57
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
On Their Way
Summer's done and gone away. Winter time is nigh. Clouds has got a lazy way of driftin' 'crost the sky.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
58
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
The Dog Hole
A prairie dog looks innocent to see him settin' 'round, a feller wouldn't figger he could get a cowboy down.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
59
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
A Tough Pull
There's places and times it ain't no easy trick, a getting' a chuck wagon over a crick.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
60
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
The Cow Boy's Shirt Tail
There is one thing people inquire about; they ask why a cow puncher's shirt tail comes out.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
61
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
The Marking Knife
He sheds his big hat when he gits into town and his boots ain't so good when he's walkin' around, but there's part of his outfit he don't throw away.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
62
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
Summer Time
There's a heap of times when ridin' afer cattle shore is tough.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
63
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
Winter Hosses
You wake up in the morin' and you git yore coffee made.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
64
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
Getting' It Settled
Well, it's got to the place where they started to fight, and it looks like they'll soon git it settled all right.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
65
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
A Wet Rope
I will bet all your life you will never forget the trouble you've had with a rope that was wet.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
66
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
A Cow Boy Race
When a bunch of cow punchers pull off a hoss race, there ain't any ridin' for show or for place.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
67
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
The Tinker
There is one sort of cow hand that never is idel [idle].
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
68
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
Hosses and Flies
It is right interesting' how hosses fight flies.
Holaday and Hampton Poetry
Hampton Livestock Commission Co.
FC 11 H-39
69
The Holaday & Hampton Poet (Bruce Kiskaddon)
A Lazy Hoss
There's a heap of aggravatin' things a cow boy comes across, and one that really gripes him is to git a lazy hoss,