FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
The Last Hangin'
He was a bank robber we were told Tarred and feathered, he didn't look too bold He was paraded down the crowded main street Many eggs and rotten tomatoes there to meet.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
My First Pair Of Spurs
I was only twelve when they let me go To ride my pony on a roundup show. On the grasslands of the Chapperon range My first rope tosses lookin' mighty strange.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
Hobbles, Half Hitches And Old Age Twitches
Ridin' the high country Was their desire As they planned their trip The bullshit got higher'n'higher
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
My Pal Pete
The Alberta foothills Were his first home He came out of the chute Destined to roam.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
Cowboy Short Poems
Fred-The Mule Trainer, The Roper, Orange Wollies, The Horse Breaker
Collection of 4 short poems
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
A Hazard To Yer Health
The old cowboy got hisself some teeth - of a very poor fit On that old cowboy's jawline they jist wouldn't sit. So he takes them out and sets them on a rock While he puffs on a Bull Durham - of his life he's takin' stock.
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Jake Conkin
Wild Rag
"Yup, they call me "Wild Rag" Not shure why this is so Maybe I makes buckaroos look human When their tail's hangin' low.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
Sid Wilson - Still A Cowboy
Sid Wilson - aged ninety-one Was a real cowboy, that son-of-a-gun. He broke horses for the U.S. Army we're told And rode Wild West Shows before he got too old.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
The Buckaroo Hilton
It stands alongside a high country lake A hundred year old roof of moss covered shake. The walls, they're made of stout cedar log Often suffering the indignity of a wrangler's old dog.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
Cowpoke Hijinx
The days on the range Are often busy and long Minds tend to turn strange The need for diversion - mighty strong!
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
The Buckaroo Game
Ridin' tall in the saddle Expectin' no fame This cowboy is expert At the buckaroo game.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
When The Land Belongs To God
Before the whiteman came The land was primise - unblemished Native peoples cherished and respected their world The adventures of their brothers
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Jake Conkin
Solitude
In my saddle I ride To cleanse my inside Of the cares I partake of this world
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
High Country Turnout
The Big Dipper pours out Its last cup of starlight The moon - a silver concho Mellows an early mornin' bite.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
Pasture Pals
They grazed shoulder to shoulder A special friendship did exist They never parted company Forever a team - they'd insist!
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
I Brought Your Hat, Pard
He was an eighty year old rancher So we were told After he was made They threw away the mold.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
Broke Horses... ...and other things too!
An oldtime cowboy broke horses Out Abilene way "Broke lotsa of 'em," you'd hear him say.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
Mona's Awaitin' In Elko
The days on the range begin to grow short Causin' a cowboy's mind to turn to sport. The range herd is in ahead of winter's blizzard Time for some foolin', drinkin, an' fillin' the gizzard.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
Cowboy Artist
A Cowboy He wanted to be Ridin' the range The only dream he could see.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
Cowcamp
A groan, a creak, and a thump Begins a new cowcamp day. A wrangler stumbles out of his bedroll, Wishing, for heaven's sake, that he could stay.
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
Wedding Vows
Burr tangled manes Flattened ears set Bunched into a corner Hopin' to be hiddin - you bet!
Silk 'n' Silver And Other Things Too!
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Jake Conkin
Cowboy's Lament
Mother Nature arranged it No need for political collusion The rangelands only changed With whiteman's selfish intrusion.
An Afternoon In The West (More Cowboy Poetry, Pictures, and Other Stuff)
FC 11 C-57
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D.L. Chance
The Very Last Cowboy Poem
Well I guess that's it, I'm through. I just can't seem to think of another line.
An Afternoon In The West (More Cowboy Poetry, Pictures, and Other Stuff)
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D.L. Chance
Cowboy Practical Jokes
Now, most of the REAL Cowboys I know like to pull occasional practical jokes.
An Afternoon In The West (More Cowboy Poetry, Pictures, and Other Stuff)
FC 11 C-57
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D.L. Chance
Horse Trailers
Now, being more observer than participant in the way of life here out west