FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Looking Back

The real old time Cowpunchers, Are seldom ever seen, Guess, most have crossed the Great Divide, Because, they're few and far between.

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

A Repeat

Some old timers tell me they remember long ago, a year just like this one, no rain or much snow. How the springtime was cold, the old grass was short

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Action at the Auction

It had been raining for a couple days, And I couldn't do much at the ranch, So I thought I'd run into town While I had a chance.

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

An Old Cowboy's Funeral

Today, I went to an old cowboys funeral, Lots of people went to pay their last respect, His life was colorful, he'd seen lots of changes, Along the way he'd had a few wrecks.

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Fall

The fall season always seems like a sad time of the year, The trees and bushes all get naked, you know that winters near, Its the time of year you ponder, a time to reflect Of the things that have happened, and what you might expect.

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Ruining the Range

Long ago in this remote canyon The Anasazi lived up in the rocks, The canyon was also the home Of the coyote, cat, and fox.

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Neglected

He's been on his last roundup, and held his last steer, His head's turning gray, and he can't hardly hear, His hair is long and shabby, and blows in the breeze, He knows its not lonng, until there will be a hard freeze.

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Pacheco

Wouldn't haul him home if you'd give him to me, Those were the first scorching words, That were echoed out by the bystander sitting on the fence,

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Carrying on One Way or Another

The old cowman had always run cows, He said he always would, It's the only thing he ever did, It was his livelihood.

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

A February Dilemn

Its raining and hailing, the wind is a fright, The calves have got the scours and the cows bags are tight, This calvin' in February is sure quite a thing,

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

The Home Comfort Range

In the early days, the Home Comfort Stove was very popular, It was well known for being dependable and its durability. At some time or other there was sprobably one in most every cow camp in the West.

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Association Meeting

The cowmen held their meeting at the Elks lodge just last nite, A neighbor called to tell me, everything turned out just right, There was an active flow at thecash bar that runs from five to six.

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Who Will Take Grandma

Who will take grandma, now that she's old And can't ride her horse and get out in the cold, She's just at the stage where she shouldn't be alone, But who would want ot send her to some nursing home

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Then and Now, Running a Cow

The old cowboy laughed and said "this is quite a joke," As he sat on a log, and rolled him a smoke, Watching his grandson put tags in calves ears, A left for the heirfers, a right for the steers.

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Two of a Kind

I had real cowboys at my place, But the Devil and No.8 still gave them a race They weren't mean, some said breechy was the word But I called them something else, and its a word that you've heard.

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Modern Ranching

I didn't think the man at the bank, was playing a prank, When he said get a computer to run your ranch, It will save you money and time, and you will soon find With that machine you're not takin a chance

Cowboy Poetry: Real Ole Down Home Stuff

FC 11 T-06

Dolores Tozer

Gone to Another Range

That little shack old shack along the river is deserted, The rusty horse shoe is still nailed above the door, The place looks sad and forsaken, There's no boot tracks around like before.

Thinking Back

FC 11 J-19

Billy James

My Roots

I can't rope, and I can't ride; Ain't got no six-gun on my side; But I got me ahat and pointed boots 'Cause I'm gonna' get back to my roots.

Thinking Back

FC 11 J-19

Billy James

The Song of My Daddy's Hammer

My daddy's hammer sure' could make sparks fly. Clink-clank, Clink-clank, Clinkclank on iron hot. Then back into the fire that burned high.

Thinking Back

FC 11 J-19

Billy James

I Remember Mama Baking

When cowboys go out on the trail They think a lot, and without fail They think about what they left at home Like soap, or socks or brush and comb

Thinking Back

FC 11 J-19

Billy James

Rich or Poor?

They said we 'as poor, the neighbors did; But we had treasure that was hid. We didn't have a brand new car, But we never went off very far, Jest to see kin, and they seen us.

Thinking Back

FC 11 J-19

Billy James

Say Yes, Sir

Son, don't say, "sir," to that man; Now, you heed just what I say. And don't ask quesetions 'bout it none; I'll just say, "that's our way."

Thinking Back

FC 11 J-19

Billy James

Passing Christmas Dreams

When it was close to Christmas time, us kids had lots of dreams My sister dreamed of dolls and such, but she'd prob'ly just get jeans. And me, I dreamed of six-guns, the cowboy type, of course,

Thinking Back

FC 11 J-19

Billy James

What Will the Ravens Do?

When I was a young 'un back in Texas, where I grew, Mama tried to teach us all the good things that she knew. Daddy didn't teach us much by settin' down to talk. He just worked real hard and tried to teach us by his walk.

Thinking Back

FC 11 J-19

Billy James

The Slop Bucket

Phew! It smelled to me just like some skunk had sprayed a bear; But Mama looked right straight ahead, just like it wasn't there. And we all wondered just what she had put beneath that lid