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
Straight-Shootin' Joe
The boss hired a cowhand 'bout two years ago, And we cowboys nicknamed him "Straight-Shootin' Joe," 'Cause in fights with hoss-thieves, so thick in the hills, "Straight-Shootin' Joe" furnished the most of the thrills.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
44
Sandia Bill
My Pal
We were havin' a cowman's picnic, Back in them wild and woolly days, On the lovely plains of Texas Where the long-horns used to graze.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
46
Sandia Bill
A Little Sermonette
Tell yourself, "There's a thing divine, And part of it was made for me, And that part of it shall be mine." Dream, have faith, work and play, See the things that others don't.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
46
Sandia Bill
She Walked Alone
She walked alone for many years, Too proud to seek a home-- No love for little children, She preferred to live alone.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
47
Sandia Bill
Why Should We Worry?
The beautiful diamonds upon a queen's ring Are exposed to the commoner as well as the king. No tyrant nor ruler can snatch from your eye The beautiful ornaments that adorn God's sky.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
The Touch-Me-Not
I'm the silliest little flower That there is upon the sod, Just a-blooming and a-sleeping To please both man and God.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
48
Sandia Bill
Tears
"How we hate to give you up, Dad," A youthful fellow said, While gazing through the glass In the black casket lid.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
49
Sandia Bill
Lowly Little Dandelion
Lowly little dandelion, Despised by 'most everyone, You're a pretty little flower, And the emblem of the sun.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
50
Sandia Bill
Christmas Greetings
On a dark night in Palestine, Back in the past so far, Som erustic, faithful shepherds Saw a brand-new blazing star.]
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
51
Sandia Bill
The Desert River
At the head of a little desert river, The water spreads out o'er dry hot sand And seems to waste itself in the desert land. Though the water disappears in haste, Not a single drop of it ever goes to waste.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
Those Week-End Trips
Soon we'll leave our cozy homes At the end of each week, And drive to the country, There better things to seek.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
52
Sandia Bill
A Tree On a Desert
There's a spring on the desert with a tree standing by it, Where a mockingbird sings the whole night long. And there's an old man in a cabin not far away Who never fails to listen to the mockingbird's song.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
53
Sandia Bill
Goodbye, Old Gray
"Old Gray," my bronc, was a noble horse, Til he wore out, got old and slim. Then one winter day I led him away, 'Way out in the hills.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
54
Sandia Bill
A Reminscent Mood
Rush on, rush on, Wild mountain stream, While on your shore Beneath a pine, I sit and dream of things divine.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
55
Sandia Bill
Our Billy-Goat
We used to have a billy-goat With bare places on his knees. He'd kneel down and butt the ground, Then get up and butt the trees.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
56
Sandia Bill
A Letter
Dear Sis: Jim's gettin' on all right But he's got a lot yet to l'arn If he wants to be a he-man, The kin' it takes to run a farm.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
57
Sandia Bill
You're Just A Little Pumpkin (To my Pup.)
Puppy, all your kinfolk were pedigreed Because they were so fine. So you're just a little pumpkin, pretty pup, On a great big pumpkin vine.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
58
Sandia Bill
When The Leaves Begin To Roll
When autumn winds are flirting And the leaves begin to roll Away in sombre forests, Oh, how I love to stroll.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
59
Sandia Bill
A Summer Night
The day with all its labor Has vanished out of sight, And the scenes that still linger Have put my cares to flight.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
60
Sandia Bill
The Polecat
A pretty, striped polecat Built her bed beneath my cabin floor. A week or two thereafter, She had a family of four.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
61
Sandia Bill
Charity, Hope, and Kindness
What are those preachers trying to teach Beside, before, and behind us? What is the greatest creed of each? Why, Charity, Hope, and Kindness.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
Black Condors
Near the bones of a soldier, They found this note; They were the last lines He ever wrote.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
63
Sandia Bill
Get You A Hobby
Get you a hobby And have better health, Increase your wisdom And your wealth.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
63
Sandia Bill
A Letter To Billy
Howdy, husky Billy, how are you today? I am as I always am, full of pluck, and gray, For I'm among the hills again, where I expect to stay.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
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Sandia Bill
Sing, Little Robin
The weather men falter, The moon often lies. But I know a prophet Who takes the grand prize.