FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
Where is God's Home?
I have pointed with pride and honor To the great celestial dome And said with satisfaction: "Yonder is God's home."
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
19
Sandia Bill
Cure for Depression
Give me a home among the mountains with a river near my door, Where walls of rustic granite fringe the crooked shore.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
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Sandia Bill
The Ole Ranch House
Thar's a ranch house in the canyon, Among the pinons and the pines, Whose yard is all kivered With wild Johnny gourd-vines.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
Blue Skies and Green Mountains
Blue skies and green mountains In the land of the west, And a home with a true friend That you love and treat best.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
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Sandia Bill
In Memory of the Best Loved Man
In Bethlehem's suburbs In a humble man's barn, in an old rustic manger Among fodder and corn, On a calm starry night, A baby was born.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
Two Kinds of Wealth
My best friend is progressive, He owns many things that are rare; He's a busy prince of finance, He's a multi-millionaire.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
25
Sandia Bill
The Old Miner
Up among the gloomy pines Beside a mountain stream A miner one day in a weird way Disturbed another's dream.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
The Pioneers
The pioneer and his wife had only Some flour, two horses, a wagon and a cow. But they were determined to go west, So they started anyhow.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
27
Sandia Bill
Old Santa Fe
Santa Fe, how old, how old, How nobly you lie Beneath a field of silver starts That adorn a turquoise sky.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
28
Sandia Bill
The Ghost Town
There's a ghost town on the mesa That was made of clay and stones, Where, now, men like greedy coyotes Search for human bones.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
29
Sandia Bill
Remembering The Franciscan Fathers
Before them lay a great strange land That was full of grim dangers, But the Franciscan Fathers passed right on With the pluck of Texas Rangers.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
We
We are the livelihood of creation, We inhabit the clouds and deserts of the sky; We are the controlling influence of all suns and planets.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
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Sandia Bill
Resurrection
In gardens, fields, and on the range, There is coming now that pleasant change, Making death seem not so strange.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
If All Men Should Die Today
If all men should die today There would still be day and night, For the lower things at least, Such as bird, bee, and beast.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
32
Sandia Bill
The Rogue's Grave
They cursed the rogue, even as he lay dead, As angry men will often do. Then they buried him in a lonely grave Where only weeds and cactus grew.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
34
Sandia Bill
The Shepherd's Tragedy
The shepherd tossed upon his pallet, The hour was late, but he could not sleep, For a storm was raging on the desert, And his mind was on his master's sheep.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
The Eternal Question
They say there's a God. Is it so? My answer is, I do not know. Where must I go when I leave here? My answer is, I do not care.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
The Rewards of Industrious Men
Out on a wild and lonely desert In sunny New Mexico A hundred hombres pitched their tents Fifty years ago.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
39
Sandia Bills
A Rose and A Kiss
She plucked a rose and kissted it, Then pinned it to my vest, But within an hour I missed it.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
39
Sandia Bill
As We Think Of Them
While from grim death He could have fled, Christ used fortitude and faith instead. Firm He was, and He still firmly stood Thus to unite the world in noble brotherhood.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
40
Sandia Bill
A Thought
Do you know that mortal man Would grow as hard and cold As an iceburg in Arctic regions A thousand winters old.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
The Thought I Like Best
Of all the grand thoughts this one I like best: There is nothing existent exactly at rest. That old God called "Nature," so enduring and strong, Says to all of his subjects, "Keep moving along."
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
Peace
I searched for peace But found it not, Till I found love In a little cot.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
The Egos Called "We"
Why should I take myself so serious? I'm only an atom in our great universe. And there are others, the sages say, Millions and millions of light years away.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
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Sandia Bill
The Gray-Haired Captain
His shoulders were stooped and his hair was gray, But he was one of the bravest of his day. For sixty long years he had sailed the sea. Well, I will tell you the story as it was told to me.