FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

Harvey's Moon

Harvey's farrier skills are better than fair, he's an equine podiatrist extraordinaire; The best I've found, for miles around, and is one tha will take extra care.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

Waiting on the Thunder

Our first child moved away last year, she's grown now and all on her own; We only see her on holidays, or perhaps to co-sign a loan.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

The Bar T Branding

It was branding time at the ol' Bar T, and the boys were all gathered 'round; Jasper had sent all the ropers with me, while Zeke ran the crew on the ground. The workers put on an awesome display, the crew was a well-oiled machine.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

Clyde the Destroyer

I see some birdies, all kinds of purties, and shooting stars about my head; I've way too much pain, this side of my brain, for me to be peacefully dead. I sure met my match, there in the weed patch, an eighteen-hand Belgian warrior.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

Full Nelson Shoeing

We are the guys that your mothers despise, they don't care for the things we're doing; We just shoe horses, have no resources we're the men of the Full Nelson Shoeing!

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

Sensitivity Training

My sister informed me I was tactless, she was tired of my complaining; Then she said I was in urgent need of some sensitivity training. She raked me back and forth across the coals like a helpless, roasting weiner.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

A Farrier's Toast

May your anvil be tempered, your hammers be tight, and your tools not go as loaners; May your horses stand quiet, with never a bite, I wish the same for their owners. May your trainers be kind, and they never reprove, at home and to far distant lands.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

A Cow's Tail Tale

The winters grow old, and stay very cold, on the Green where John runs his cows; When one turned up sick, he brought her in quick, to doctor as spare time allows.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

The Best Things in Life

I saw an old friend yesterday, a pard I had not seen in years; We talked about the good old days, and laughed until we were in tears.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

The Worst One to Buck

She chatters my teeth, and rattles my bones, and she is the worst one to buck; She squeals like a pig, she snorts and she moans, and shimmies lilke an old feed truck.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

Mud Season

Whoever said nothing can be certain, only death and taxes are sure; Never spent a spring time in Wyoming, and never had mud to endure.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

The Man My Dog Thinks I Am

I pray I'm the sort of cowboy that folks like to be around; A fellow that helps those in need and picks them up off the ground.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

Andy Nelson

Service With A Smile

The morning was crisp, the weather was calm, it was time for equine breeding; The stud was ready, the mares were in heat, and we had finished the feeding.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

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Andy Nelson

Santa's Hired Hand

Santa's been busy, runs himself dizzy, each Christmas he falls way behind; So, to help him out, with his western route, he hired a cowboy of some kind.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

111

Andy Nelson

Defining The Endangered Cowboy

Quarter-Horse Nuts, Tight Wrangler Butts, and Calvers on cold spring nights; Old Pickup Trucks, a horse that bucks, and Scrappers not afraid of fights. Old West Riders, Up-All-Nighters, and them handy with a rope; Nighthawk Watchers, Gun Handle Notchers, and those who fear bars of soap.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

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Andy Nelson

Ode to the Running Commode

The bunkhouse can be, an absolute sea, of smells and the strangest of sights; But that ain't the worst, the whole place is cursed, with sounds when you turn out the lights. It will encumber, your rest and slumber, and it makes you reach for your robe; It's the bane of man, and a plague that can, test even the patience of Job.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

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Andy Nelson

My Shoeing Rig

My horse shoeing truck is part primer gray, and it is a wonder to behold; I often wonder, will it start today, and what's smoking on the manifold. But it gets me on time to each shoeing gig and though it's lost its original shine; The truth be known...I sure like that rig and it's been paid for since '79.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

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Andy Nelson

Stubby Higgins' Revenge

The unwritten law out here in the West, to which cowboys try to adhere; You don't tease the cook, not even in jest, 'tis the rule of any frontier. Stubby Higgins was our cook at that point, and not the best one around; But at least he worked hard to clean the joint, and never used food off the ground.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

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Andy Nelson

The Old Crockett Spurs

As long as I can remember, the Crockett spurs belonged to Jim; They're modest, yet very complex, and remind me a lot of him.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

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Andy Nelson

The Bare Facts

"Honest Officer, that's no lie," said Billy in pleading his case; The lawman wasn't buying it, and stood with a frown-embossed face.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

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Andy Nelson

Playing Cowboys and Indians

Money sure was tight when we were just kids, 'twas tough but we didn't know it; Our Mother and Dad did the best they could, to provide and not to show it. We had most of the things a child could want, and always had clean clothes to wear; We were mostly neat and were always pressed, and Mom made sure we combed our hair.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

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Andy Nelson

The Family Cemetery

Its fences are broke, the crosses are too, and the whitewash has faded with time; The grass is o'er grown, the weeds have grown new, the aesthetics sure ain't worth a dime. But this is right where my heart wants to be, when it's my time to make that last ride.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

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Andy Nelson

Hormone Therapy

An argument with a woman lit the fuse of Stanley's ire at the yearly debutante and fine arts ball; It didn't take him long to go from the pan right to the fire, and his poor embarrassed wife witnessed it all.

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

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Andy Nelson

Will They Write Songs About Us

A Charlie M. Russell sunset, hung suspended in the sky; As I watched my horses grazing, with my cow dog standing by. I hummed a cowboy melody, a tune without frills or fuss; And I wondered if years from now, will they sing songs about us?

Riding With Jim: Adventures with Cowboys and Farriers: Stories and Cowboy Poetry

FC 11 N-13

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Andy Nelson

Thank You for Your Support

This is a song of ecological harmony, one with a sympathetic overtone; A song that revels in diversity, we sing of symbiotic Yellowstone. Everything coexists to the smallest fraction, in Yellowstone Park the circle of life has grown.

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