FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
89
Sandia Bill
When It's Autumn In The Rockies
Dear little girl friend in the canyon, All my hard ramblin' days are through, And when it's autumn in the Rockies, I'll be comin' home to you.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
90
Sandia Bill
The God's Of War (A Hymn to Peace.)
Ten million little crosses on ten million solemn graves Tell the last sad story of ten million faithful slaves.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
91
Sandia Bill
Kind Love Will Lead Me There (A Hymn.)
To trust in God and Love Divine Sets free the fear-bound soul; It is the way, the one sweet way, To reach that longed-for Goal.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
92
Sandia Bill
Just Over The Border (Answer to "South of the Border.")
Just over the border In an old Spanish town Sat a girl with a baby In its little white gown.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
93
Sandia Bill
The Old Cripple Creek
I think with a longin' of the old Colorado hills, Back yander in them days of old. We had lots o' fun, though we had tuh tote a gun Tuh protect ourselves an' our gold.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
94
Sandia Bill
Where We Used To Meet And Linger (Then Part and Kiss Goodbye.)
It was under a shady tree So graceful, green, and high Where we used to meet and linger, Then prat and kiss goodbye.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
95
Sandia Bill
Will Someone Help Me Hunt Jimmie?
"Will someone help me hunt Jimmie?" I heard a sad doughboy say, The next day after the battle When the smoke had cleared away.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
96
Sandia Bill
I Am Thankful
I am not a rich or famous man,, And perhaps I'll never be. But I am in love with many things And they're all in love with me.
Melodious Poems From the Hills
FC 11 B-58
96
Sandia Bill
There's No Light In Her Window Tonight
Two cabins stand close together Among cedar, pinon and pine; One place she always called hers, And the other she called mine.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
2
Doris Daley
A Baxter of Blacks
Sheep come in flocks, whales come in pods Geese come in gaggles, police come in squads. There are hovers of trout, bouquets of pheasants, Bands of gypsies and rabbles of peasants.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
4
Doris Daley
Rancho Tarbucks
The promo said, Guest Ranches -- 20 Sites Across the West! Our scenary is spectacular, our wranglers are the best.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
6
Doris Daley
Where Are They Now?
Every now and then when you turn on a TV show Some documentary asks the question, Where's old So-and-So?
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
8
Doris Daley
My Western Magazine
How to live the rural life--the choices are immense. Fear not, there's magazines galore with wisdom to dispense. Headlines, ads and stories--it's hard to do it all. Here's just a little sampler off the top that I recall.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
10
Doris Daley
Dancing with the Stars
My name is Katarina, I was born in Budapest. Ginger Rogers was my ideal years ago. Dancing was my passion, I defected to the west And now I am a ballroom dancing pro.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
11
Doris Daley
Fire Fighters
A spark flew out the old John Deere and set the swath on fire. It was just a smoky smudge at first but the wind soon whipped it higher.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
12
Doris Daley
How I learned to Count
Some folks have a knack to add, subtract and multiply. They twigged to compound fractions, learned to take the root of pi.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
14
Doris Daley
Kitchen Cupboards
A line from Will Shakespeare has rightly won fame, When Juliet asked Romeo "What's in a name?"
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
16
Doris Daley
Average Girl
I'd brag about my calf crop but I had to sell my cows. If you saw me on a gather you'd be right ot raise your brows.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
18
Doris Daley
Stand Upwind from Me
Shania has a fragrance, you can buy it on CD, Light and luscious florals with a hint of fleur de lis.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
20
Doris Daley
Chuck's Cowboy Cafe
Welcome to Chuck's Cowboy Cafe, a pit of grease and grime. It was written up in a magazine once--I think it was Modern True Crime.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
22
Doris Daley
Gossip
They were eating pie at the Rose Cafe and catching up on the news. The geese are back at the pond, said Bill, and Grandpa's back on the booze.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
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Doris Daley
Chips
Vegas runs on poker chips Computers run on microchips Cookie dough has chocolate chips Dresser drawers have cedar chips.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
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Doris Daley
French Fries
I remember the year we hired Pierre, A dashing French cowboy from Old Trois Rivieres. A ten-gallon chapeau and a dashing mustache, He rode with elan and he roped with panache.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
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Doris Daley
The Answering Machine
Thank you for calling Hayseed Ranch. We'll be with you sooner or later. So please stay on the line For the next available operator.
West Word Ho! The western poetry of Doris Daley
FC 11 D-23
30
Doris Daley
Bones
Three cowboys sit on a split-rail fence. Long on bruises, short on sense. Put them together and what do you get? (Besides three pair o fjeans and a pile of debt.)