FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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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.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
14
S. Omar Barker
Bear Ropin' Buckaroo
Now ropin' bears (says Uncle Sid) is sure a heap of fun.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
15
S. Omar Barker
Jack Potter's Courtin'
Now young Jack Potter was a man who knowed the ways of steers.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
17
Larry Chittendon
The Cowboys' Christmas Ball
Way out in western Texas, where the Clear Fork's waters flow.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
19
T.J. McCoy
Alkali Pete Hits Town
Clear the trail, you short-horn pilgrims, hunt your hole or climb a tree.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
21
anonymous
Silver Jack
I was on the drive in eighty, working under Silver Jack.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
23
Eugene Ware
The Blizzard
The fiddler was improvising.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
26
Anonymous
Windy Bill
Windy Bill was a Texas boy.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
28
D.J. O'Malley
D-2 Horse Wrangler
One day I thought I'd have some fun.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
30
James Barton Adams
The Cowboy's Dance Song
Now you can't expect a cowboy to agitate his shanks.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
32
Bruce Kiskaddon
That Little Blue Roan
Most all of you boy shave rode hosses like that.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
34
Bruce Kiskaddon
When They've Finished Shipping Cattle in the Fall
Though you're not exactly blue.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
38
Bruce Kiskaddon
The Cowboy's Dream
A cowboy and his trusty pal.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
42
Bruce Kiskaddon
The Old Night Hawk
I am up tonight in the pinnacles bold.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
47
Henry Herbert Knibbs
Boomer Johnson
Now Mr. Boomer Johnson was a gettin' old in spots.
Cowboy Poetry: A Gathering
Hal Cannon
FC 11 C-14
49
anonymous
Murph and McClop
It was a late afternoon in a cow town saloon.