FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Musings from Cowboy Country
FOLK COLL 11 R-46
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George Rhoades
Beaver Creek
We needed rain, prayed for rain, Wanted rain for the cotton and wheat
rain, flood
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Forty below
The hard-packed snow creaks, beneath the tractor wheels
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
The tender trap
It's been said that good intentions, can cause a lot of grief.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Scour pills and roses
Well! So it is, once again, that romantic time of year.
Valentine's Day
Rhymes & Damn liees
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Mike Puhallo
Spring time on the ranch
Use the back door! Scrape your boots! Don't track that mud in here!
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Ma's new pocket-size cow dog
My wife got herself a new puppy that ain't more than six inches tall.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
I owe you, Bob!
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Mike Puhallo
The guy on teh radio says it's spring
The snow in the valley is pirt' near gone, there's some green on the southern slope
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Easter 2003
Ancient wounds begin to bled, when we take up our guns and seek to right a wrong by laying low some other mothers' sons.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Road Kill (again!)
Well I found out why Billy Gates called his operating system X-P becasue my hard drive just X-Ploded!
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Jump start your day
You know for a middle aged ex bull rider, my little brother still runs pretty good.
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Mike Puhallo
As good as it gets
My little brother just finished his first trip as an assistant guide.
big game
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Mike Puhallo
A scene that's best unseen
The story of Big Creek's peerless lady wing-shot is sure to draw a smile, as she relaxes in her bubble bath, in fine Chilcotin style.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Just passin thru
I rode the river trail today on the sorrel two-year old.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Drifters
A cowboy songwriter friend, from Louisiana, stopped to visit for a time.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Bob Jensen (1914 - August 8, 2003)
A tall man on a bay horse, that's the picture in my head.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Dog Creek, where our traditions began
Where Dog Creek meets the Fraser, there's good grass and not much snow.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Fifty's just a number
Riding along the river trail, a soft April rain is falling.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
The dream team of the Cariboo
Way back in the nineteen thirties, they were mighty hard to beat. The hockey team from Alkali Lake, who would not accept defeat.
Alec Antoine (Sylista)
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500 years in the saddle
The last cattle drive of the millennium
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Mike Puhallo
Chee Witt
We'll we've got January nearly whipped, and it's almost Groundhog Day! . . . When the Chee Witt sings her Chinook song
bird
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Bulls don't care
Well, nearly all the cows are home, but half our bulls are still out there.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Doc Mason
The twists and turns in a cowboy's life can't hardly be anticipated.
pot-bellied pig
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Mike Puhallo
Little white lies
He was five years old and still unbroke, the owner said, He's been handled once or twice, been out on pasture much since he was three
breaking horses, throwed
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Mike Puhallo
If he could read my mind
I rode the big sorrell colt again this morning, a week into training and we ain't had a wreck.