FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Sleepin' in the Bunkhouse
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Kenneth D. Gardner
Charlie's Horse
Though Charlie was a cowboy, he wasn't anybody's fool. Most of what he know'd and did, he'd learned outside of school.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
Wet Setter
Can you remember how cold you'd get when you'd rode in the rain an' you'd got wet?
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Kenneth D. Gardner
The Dude Wrangler's Secret
"Welcome to our guest ranch," the grizzled wrangler spoke.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
The Night That Acey Deucy Bit the Bear
There's cowpoke tales a' plenty in which fantasies abound! Such stories have their teachin's, but their truths ain't always sound.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
The Impostor
I met a man the other day who claimed to live the cowboy way dressed in Levis, boots, and hat, he seemed authentic where he sat.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
The Champ
It was getting' on past sundown when Justin calls me on the phone. A fishin' champ has hit our town and he will not fish alone.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
John Shaw's Last Drink
Set down and lemme tell ya 'bout a story I once saw.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
Cow Bones
I passed today where an old cow died.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
We Had a Marble-ous Time
We sailed Hellenic waters.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
Granny's Yaller Cookin' Pot
Late one fall there came a call fer cowboys to convene, 'N take a test to show who's best when it comes to bakin' beans.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
A Prayer
I pray, dear Lord, that I may see the mountains of Yosemite Against a clear and azure sky just once more before I die, Instead of sky that fillled with smoke, that's colored gray and makes me choke.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
The Creek at Nine Mile Hill
Cowboys don't shirk when you ask 'em to work.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
The Story of Lottie Johl
To the cribs and pleasure houses of Bodie in the hills Came a young and pretty woman wearing laces, rouge, and frills.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
Open Range
Would you not think it rather strange, Were you a cow on open range, To learn your playmate was a steer?
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Kenneth D. Gardner
Puddle
After every hard and good rain and with every irrigation, There comes a wet spot in the road--a place of inundation That holds images and fantasy.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
We Ain't Chicken with Our Chicken Any More
I come home the other day.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
How Close I Come
When I wuz in the second grade, I sorta liked a pretty maid.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
The Last Surviving Cowboy
The little boy had asked his dad why they'd moved so far away.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
Twin Calves
Twin calves have come to our ranch.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
So You Wanna Be a Cowboy
So you'd like to be a cowboy?
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Kenneth D. Gardner
The Folks Who Live in Bridgeport
The folks who live in Bridgeport follow straight and narrow ways.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
Grandma's Chicken Chriopractor
Some folks like raisin' chickens.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
The Cowboy and His Fish
There was a lonesome cowboy who went by the name of Slim.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
Their Marriage
In thirty years of wedded bliss, They never missed a chance to kiss.
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Kenneth D. Gardner
You Kin Be an Urban Cowboy If
To call a cowboy "urban" you gotta know jest what that means.