FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
56
Captain Jack Crawford
Greeting
When your rainbow of hope, be it near or afar.
help, New Year's
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
57
Captain Jack Crawford
The Sunshine Trail
There's a world of satisfaction.
spreading happiness
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
58
Captain Jack Crawford
A Cure for Insomnia
There's a song that I sing, when my soul is aglow
lullaby, mother, child
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
60
Captain Jack Crawford
Resigned
I'm a-croonin' to de baby.
lullaby, baby
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
62
Captain Jack Crawford
The Music of Life
How sweet, how fair in the dawn of life.
life
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
65
Captain Jack Crawford
Serenade in the Hills
There are joy bells in the drilling.
longing
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
67
Captain Jack Crawford
The Optimistic Warbler
Sing a cheerful song, or whistle.
optimism
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
68
Captain Jack Crawford
The Keystone of the Union
O sov'reign state, thy name we hail.
patriotism
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
71
Captain Jack Crawford
Come Back, Papa
My heart was bowed down with sadness.
child, parent, wayward father
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
72
Captain Jack Crawford
Ol' Bill Reynolds's `Dopted Boy
We all looked down on the little cuss.
adopted child, son, pardon
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
77
Captain Jack Crawford
The Veteran and His Grandson
Hold on! Hold on! My goodness, you take my breath, my son.
war, veteran, epic
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
83
Captain Jack Crawford
At the Mission Door
A little newsboy, weeping, stood.
boy, dog
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
85
Captain Jack Crawford
Thar' was Jim
Wildest boy in all the village.
son, war, death
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
87
Captain Jack Crawford
The Heavenly Telephone
When baby Bess knelt at my knee to say her evening prayer.
child's death
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
89
Captain Jack Crawford
Hello, Central
It was Christmas eve and Central heard a robust voice exclaim.
mother
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
91
Captain Jack Crawford
Sister
She bore a cross on the sunniest face.
war, sister of charity
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
92
Captain Jack Crawford
Bronte
They say I am a tricky dog.
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
93
Captain Jack Crawford
The Shadow of a Curse
I saw it first when roses bloomed.
temperance, Demon Drink, liquor, alcohol
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
96
Captain Jack Crawford
A Message from the Dead
We were playmates.
sin, cigarettes, temperance, clean living
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
98
Captain Jack Crawford
Mother's Prayers
In the dreary hours of midnight.
mother, temperance
The Broncho Book
FC 11 C-13
100
Captain Jack Crawford
A Plea to the Boys
My most sincere and earnest prayer.
reading, dime-novels
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
5
Gail Gardner
The Dude Wrangler
I'll tell you a sad, sad story.
dude, tenderfoot
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
8
anonymous
The Zebra Dun
We were camped on the plains at the head of the Cimarron.
horse
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
10
anonymous
The Gol-Darned Wheel
I can ride the wildest bronco in the wild and woolly West.
bicycle
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
12
S. Omar Barker
Rain on the Range
When your boots are full of water and your hat brim's all a-drip.