FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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The Poetry of 'Breaker' Morant
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
Love Outlasteth All
Could I borrow the laverock's lilting note, Or the silvery song from the blackbird's throat, Then would I warble the whole day long.
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
Juan' Birthday
Now me ol' Juan I'm old an' gray, For sixty jears I am today,, An' me myself an' quart of wine Chore gonna have a wan beeg time.
The Poetry of 'Breaker' Morant
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
Paddy Magee
What are you doing now, Paddy Magee? Grafting, or spelling, now, Paddy Magee? Breaking, or branding? Or overlanding.
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
Juan's Haircut
Now I took myself to th' barber chop To get ol' Juan th' wan haircot. I set me down in th' beeg white chair An' tell th' man, "Cot off my hair."
The Poetry of 'Breaker' Morant
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
Brigalow Mick
A dandy old horseman is Brigalow Mick-- Which his name, sir, is Michael O'Dowd-- Whatever he's riding, when timber is thick, He is always in front of the crowd.
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
The Rattlesnake
Now me ol' Juan ees walkin' 'long An' singin' wan good Meskin song, For me myself ees worry none, Jus' walkin' 'long een good ol' sun.
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
Cowboy Juan
Now me ol' Juan long time ago Decide to take myself an' go An' be cowpunch for Diamond A, For th' wan cowpunch she ees good pay.
The Poetry of 'Breaker' Morant
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
The Nights at Rocky Bar
Trapping brumbies in the moonlight! those were nights of reckless fun. 'Way back on Campbell's country--on the Goory-bibil run.
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
A Change of Professions
'Twas up in Silver City, That cowtown in th' west, Where I shed my boots an' spurs, An' brush-scarred leather vest. I hung my saddle up An' throwed away my twine,
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
Mixin' Jobs
I hit in Santa Rita From off a droughty range, Applied fer a position, Fer I wished to make a change.
The Poetry of 'Breaker' Morant
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
When the Light is as Darkness
The morning-tide is fair and bright, With golden sun up-springing; The cedars glowed in the new-born light, And the bell-bird's note was ringing.
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
The Kneeling Nun
The Kneeling Nun is watchin' With her eyes so cold and hard, While we're takin' out the copper That she was left to guard. The blasts that we put off,
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
Captain Harry
I'll tell this little story, yuh can stop me if I'm wrong, About th' things that happen when Captain Harry comes along
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
Chino Brakeman
A Brakie stood on th' head of his train All humped up in a drivin' rain, With a hardened heart that knew no fear, He cast highballs at th' engineer.
The Poetry of 'Breaker' Morant
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
The Reprobate's Reply
Three droving men, some three weeks syne, Sat drinking the Queensland rum; 'Twas fou a.m. when twa o' them Saw Jock M'Phee succumb.
The Poetry of 'Breaker' Morant
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
Sir Walter
O woman, in man's hour of ease And plenty, how you strive to please! Tow in his heart--and purse--you try With ogle, whisper, smile, and sigh.
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
Advice to Brakemen
When yuh see a man a-huffin' An a-puffin up th' track, With his teeth in his backpocket, Then it's time to ball-th' jack.
The Poetry of 'Breaker' Morant
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
The Wooing o' 't.
He was a bachelor, gallant and gay She was a spinster prim-- Pretty and prim, with a wonderful way Which had captivated him.
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
The Drill Helper and the Tourist
A drill helper and a tourist Looked off in the Chino Mine. The drill helper said, "I dug this hole, But it took me a little time.
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
The Shovel Oiler
now a shovel oiler is an ornery cuss, Wherever he is, he's makin a fuss. Yuh can hear him a-ravin' fer miles around While he musses up the shove with the crater compound
The Poetry of 'Breaker' Morant
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
Since the Country Carried Sheep
We trucked the cows to Homebush, saw the girls, and started back, Went West through Cunnamulla, and got on the Eulo track.
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
Th' Chino Fireman
Th' fireman stands with a scoop in his hands An' his head in a pile of coal. His back is stout, an' if th' coal holds out, He'll fill that burnin' hole.
The Poetry of 'Breaker' Morant
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
"The Day that is Dead"
Ah, Jack! Time finds us feeble men, And all too swift our years have flown. The days are different now to then-- In that time when we rode ten stone.
From a Cowboy's Point of View
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Dick Hays
Th' Chino Switchtender
A switchtender sits in his barrel chair Like th' seat of his pants was fastened tere. He whistles an' sins, an' gaily hums
The Poetry of 'Breaker' Morant
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Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
Behind the Bar-- A Desecration of Tennyson
Gray eyes and gamboge hair! One barmaid of "The Crown"! Ah, will that beaming siren still be there When I go next to town?