FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Hoofprints Through the Sage
FC 11 K- 27
108
E.J. Kirchoff
A Dream Realized
We're there in Wilbur's stable Where us fellers gab a lot. It's cool there in the breezeway When the summer sun is hot. We've covered some the weather. And the price of beef as well.
Hoofprints Through the Sage
FC 11 K- 27
110
E.J. Kirchoff
More Time
One day when I come by Old Bill Was settin' in the shade. I said, "The way you're loafin' I Would guess you've 'her made. "The way you always claim to have A million things to do,
Hoofprints Through the Sage
FC 11 K- 27
112
E.J. Kirchoff
Off to School
Today big, yellow busses Mostly haul the kids to school. Wher I grew up kids walked or Rode a donkey or amule. I've even go
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
6
Wayne Erbsen
The Big Corral
That ugly brute from the cattle chute, Press along to the big corral. He should be branded on the snoot, Press along to the big corral.
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
7
Wayne Erbsen
Bravest Cowboy
I am the braveseet cowboy, Tat ever rode the West. I've been all over the Rockies, Got bullets in my chest. in eighteen hundred and sixty-three, I joined the immigrant band.
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
8
Wayne Erbsen
Bury Me Not on the Lone Prairie
Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie. These words came low and mournfully, From the pallid lips of a youth who lay, on his dying bed at the close of day.
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
10
Wayne Erbsen
The Colorado Trail
Eyes like the morning star, cheeks like a rose. Laura is a pretty girl, God Almighty knows. Weep all ye little rains, wail, winds, wail. All the lonely way along,
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
12
Wayne Erbsen
Cowboy Jack
He was just a lonely cowboy With aheart so brave and tru. And he learned to love a maiden With eyes of heaven's blue.
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
14
Wayne Erbsen
Cowboy's Dream
Last night as I lay on the prairie, And gazed at the stars in the sky, I wondered if ever a cowboy Would drift to that sweet by and by. Roll on roll on, Rolll on little dogies, roll on
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
16
Wayne Erbsen
The Cowboy Valentine
Now, old Jake Wooley was an ornery old cuss, As mean as a sidewinder slitherin' in the dust. But he took a fancy to old Spinster Brown, so he roped up his cayuse and rode into town. With his hair slicked down and his whiskers all combed,
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
18
Wayne Erbsen
Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
I'm caught between the devil and the deep blue sea. I don't know what's become of me. Te desert's a door without a key.
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
20
Wayne Erbsen
Doney Gal
We ride the range from sun to sun, For a cowboy's work is never done. We're up and gone at the break of day, Driving the dogies on their weary way
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
22
Wayne Erbsen
The Girl I Left Behind Me
I struck the trail in seventy nine, The herd strung out behind me. As I jogged along my mind went back to the girl I left behind me.
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
24
Wayne Erbsen
Git Along Little Dogies
As I was a walkin' one mornin for pleasure, I spied a cow-puncher a ridin' along. His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a jinglin, And as he approached he was singin this song.
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
26
Wayne Erbsen
The Gol-Darned Wheel
I can rope and throw a long-horn of the wildest Texas brand. And at Indian disagreements I can take a leading hand. But I finally met my master hand he really made me squeal
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
28
Wayne Erbsen
Goodbye Old Paint
My foot's in the stirrup my pony won't stand, Goodbye Old Paint, I'm off to Montan'. Old Paint, Old Paint, I'm a leavin' Cheyenne
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
30
Wayne Erbsen
The Hills of Mexico
It was in the town of Griffin in the year of eighty three, When an old cowpuncher stepped up and this he said to me; "Howdy do, young feller, And how'd you like to go,
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
32
Wayne Erbsen
Home on the Range
Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam, Where the deer and the antelope play. Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
34
Wayne Erbsen
I Ride an Old paint
I ride an old paint, I lead an old Dan. I'm off to montan' for to throw thehoolihan. They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw; Their tails are all matted
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
36
Wayne Erbsen
I'm Going to Leave Old Texas
I'm going to leave old TExas now, Thy've got no use for the long-horn cow. They've plowed and fenced my cattle range, And the people here all seem so strange.
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
38
Wayne Erbsen
Night Herding Song
Oh, slow up dogies, quit roving around. You have wandered and trampled all over the ground. Oh, graze along dogies and feed kinda slow
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
40
Wayne Erbsen
The Old Chisholm Trail
Well come along boys and listen to my tale, I'll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm Trail, Comea ti yi yippe yippe yea
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
42
Wayne Erbsen
The Railroad Corral
We're up in the morning at breaking of day. The chuck wagon's busy, the flapjacks in play. The herd is a stir over hillside and vale, With the night riders crowding them onto the trial.
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
44
Wayne Erbsen
Red River Valley
From this valley they say you are going, I will mis syour bright eyes and sweet smile. For they say you are taking the sunshine That has brightened our pathway a while
Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore
FC 11 E-22
46
Wayne Erbsen
The Roving Cowboy
Come all you roving cowboys, bow down your head and hand, I'll tell to you a story while you around me stand. I'm goin' to quit this wild west, this bleak and stormy plain, Where the Indians prowl I'll leave