FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Adios Ken
Today the West seems a little less western, a great cowboy's been called home.
Kenny McLean (1939-2002), vaquero skill
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Elko
In the deserts of Nevada, there's a quiet old cow town, that was on the verge of folding up when the nearby mines shut down.
cowboy poets
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Fuzzy Politics
Sorting fact from fiction, where politics is involved would drive a sober man to drink, and still get nothing solved.
Rhymes & damn lies
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47
Mike Puhallo
Dear George, Maybe we can help next time (To George Bush from Prime Minister Jean Poutine, Commander in Chief of the Canadian
We wish you good luck in your war
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Lest we forget
When we pause to honor the sacrifice, of those who gave their lives and more, let us not forget that few of them, would have chosen to go to war.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
The strenuous life
The round corral is a sheet of ice, it seems winter ain't quite gone.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
The gathering
What ever happened to chasing cows, and riding on the range? The idea of cowboy poetry gathering might seem a little strange!
Rhymes & damn lies
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51
Mike Puhallo
Winter across the rockies
From Saskatchewan to Texas the snow is three feet deep
Kamloops cowboy poetry festival
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Cow country Christmas memory
The cattle and horses got fed frist, that was a tradtion at our place. Christmas in cow country, without that hectic urban pace.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
The Christmas Tree hunt
I'm a little out of breath from the climb, this ol' cowboy was never real fond of walking.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Adios Aught 3!
The past year was rank one, with lots of twists and turns, the kind that leaves the best of hands, with bruises adn rope burns.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Just keep dancin'!!
Timing is the secret, to a successful rain dance some will say
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Courage
The west is creation's best, sculpted by ice, wind, fire.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
To all the volunteers
Our valley is scorched bruised and battered, but we all came out alive.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Tales of the Cariboo Trail
It's been nearly two hundred years since David Stuart rode up from the south, on a moccasin trail ten thousand years old from the Okanagan River's mouth.
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Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Royal memoires
As the Queen and Prince Philip made their flying tour out West, I wonder if the Duke recalled when he'd been Chunky Woodward's guest.
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Like wow man!
We'll they've finally gone and done it, this time there ain't no jokin'. We'll never have to ask again, what them old senators have been smoking
Canadian suggesting legalizing marijuana
Rhymes & damn lies
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Mike Puhallo
Weaning time
I hauled the bay mare up to my brother's place, and left teh foal behind. Having her momma out of calling range sure speeds up the weaning time
A Mano
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Vince Pedroia
Lookin' through old books
Lookin' through old books you never know what you'll find maybe an old pressed Douglas iris your mother's favorite kind
A Mano
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Vince Pedroia
Horseshoe Bend
So if you see Grandpa Banks sittin' in old Howard's Station
A Mano
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Vince Pedroia
Goin downtown Duncan's
Goin' down to Duncan's asleep by Tyrone in the back of the '53 Ford
A Mano
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Vince Pedroia
Education
Fathers take seriously the education of their sons they teach them to drive and they teach them about their guns
A Mano
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Vince Pedroia
Shirt, longs and long rifles
Pull back the bolt the ejector flips the spent hot cartridge out the odor of the burnt power .22, Remington, single shot, enough, if you are good
A Mano
FC 11 P-33
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Vince Pedroia
A Mano
The men came from Mexico to pick our fruit, A mano, by hand our fragile Gravenstein apple crop falling hence our need, our haste