FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Wrong Time Wrong Place
FC 11 F-21
50
Ed Fields
Camping Trip
Enthusiasm was running high, for our annual deer hunting pack trip Well my wife was enthusiastic and I was enthusiastic about watching her pack everything, so it wouldn't slip
Wrong Time Wrong Place
FC 11 F-21
54
Ed Fields
The Mountain
I climbed up on a moutain, miles above the busy interstate And sat there all day by myself, just contemplating fate
Wrong Time Wrong Place
FC 11 F-21
57
Ed Fields
Smoke
I'll tell you all a story, about a good cowpoke Who grew up breathing, lots of burned hair smoke
Wrong Time Wrong Place
FC 11 F-21
58
Ed Fields
Devil Dan
It was a rainy soggy landscape, that early autumn morn But the air was fresh and clean and you were glad that you were born
Wrong Time Wrong Place
FC 11 F-21
61
Ed Fields
The Last Ride
I am old now and all used up Still, I must once more saddle up
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
1
Norman Edward Rourke
Gullah Christmas Story
Way back yonder in Bethlehem, deys a man an' woman come to town. Dere names wuz Mary 'n Joseph, Dey wuzn't nuthin' but chilren demselves.
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
3
Norman Edward Rourke
Chronicles of the Sisters of the Mystic Night
In the back room parlor of the hairdresser's shop, Gathered the women of the town
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
4
Norman Edward Rourke
Episode I: Sister Dupree's Make Over
The Sisters were gathered at the usual time, In the back room of Francine's hairdresser shop
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
5
Norman Edward Rourke
Episode II: Mary Belle's Debut
Down at Francine's at the usual time, the Sisters of the Mystic Night convened
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
6
Norman Edward Rourke
Episode III: Daddy was a Colonel
Sister Ophelia was the senior member Of the Sisters of the Mystic Night
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
7
Norman Edward Rourke
Emileano's Burro
In a village called San Cristobal, against the mountain wall, Lived Emileano Garza and Descarte in his stall
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
8
Norman Edward Rourke
Trails
There were many that crossed the sands, And rutted hard packed ground
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
9
Norman Edward Rourke
The Ghost
The old man sat on the porch, Wind blew devils in the air
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
10
Norman Edward Rourke
Cooter LaFarge
Deep in the Atchafalaya, Where the swampy waters lay, A man can be lost forever, Where the alligators play.
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
12
Norman Edward Rourke
The Cotton Sack
The cotton sack grew heavy as She pulled along the row, Her back was bent to the sun With all its blazing glow.
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
13
Norman Edward Rourke
The Legend
The old man sat quietly in the corner of the bar, As the young men talked of exploits they had, Of rivers they'd crossed and wells gone dry, And good days fewer than bad
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
14
Norman Edward Rourke
Shadows
Shadows move beyond my door, Where night curtains are lowered, Quietly they flow amidst The darkness that covers all.
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
15
Norman Edward Rourke
El Capitan
On the road to Roswell, Passing spaces and dusty towns, The mountain can be seen Rising high beyond the plain,
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
17
Norman Edward Rourke
The Truth of the West
He sat his horse in the Wild West show, In buckskin and beads he shone, His hat cocked rakishly to the side, This showman was at home,
Wind Songs
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Norman Edward Rourke
Sodbusters
They came west where land could be had, Some soil was good, some was bad, Farming is all they knew, Farming here they would too,
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
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Norman Edward Rourke
The Stranger
There was nothing special about his life, No one noticed him at all, He lived alone t'was seldom seen, And had no friends to call.
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
21
Norman Edward Rourke
Aborigine
He stood silently at the edge of the wood, This aborigine, His face was painted in hues of red and black, And eyes I could not see.
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
22
Norman Edward Rourke
9-11
Sadness grips our land today, When terror found its mark, As men with base convictions, Their evil did impart.
Wind Songs
FC 11 R-43
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Norman Edward Rourke
Buffalo Soldiers
Their skin was dark; their hair was coarse, And proudly they wore the name: Buffalo Soldiers they were called By tribes of the Great Plains
Wind Songs
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24
Norman Edward Rourke
Pioneer Woman
She was a beauty in her simple way, Facing tomorrow as just another day Of hard work and chores and kids to raise, She didn't get much rest; she didn't get much praise