FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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A Collection of The Cowboy Poems of Tex West
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Alvin G. Davis
The Blue Jeans Business
When I went into the business Of selling cowboy and cowgirl clothes, Jeans came in three brands and one color Levis, Lees, Wranglers, and I suppose
A Collection of The Cowboy Poems of Tex West
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Alvin G. Davis
Southwestern Heritage
The heritage of this great free country Is one of which we're all might proud; We can hardly contain our elation We're prone to express our feelings out loud.
Between The Fences
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Danny W. Dutton
S.O.B. (Southern Order Buyers)
Specializing in sick, floppy-eared sale barn snides that accidentally bring full market value.
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Danny W. Dutton
Chronic Stress
I see his shirt pocket In it, a crumpled Yellow Sheet He has that frazzled look His hair - incomplete.
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Danny W. Dutton
The Penrider
His eyes are steady His gaze is long His brow is sweaty He can't be wrong
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Danny W. Dutton
The Sniff Test
The state has finally filed suit Against a certain feedlot where Some people wish to dispute The quality of air
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Danny W. Dutton
A Nickel Slide
An ode to the buyer Who deserves some respect Somethin' he needs But don't often get
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Danny W. Dutton
Shoat
I've had some experience with the workin' cow-horse There were some good and there were some bad, of course
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Danny W. Dutton
Wallflower In The Sortin' Alley
My honey is a wall-flower A thing of beauty I got in town She ain't used to ranch life yet An' I think it's got her down
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Danny W. Dutton
Shotgun Billy Honky Tonk
When he walked into the room, We knew he was a different breed. He looked fresh off the ranch.
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Danny W. Dutton
Holidays
Christmas Day, '86 Doctoring crew It was snowing Long before light We were at work The wind was blowing Hands were cold Fingers numb Noses glowing
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Danny W. Dutton
The Nut Lever
Somewhere, today, on some outfit out there At the height of modern mechanism A fellow is carefully castrating bulls With a contrivance of Italian derision
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Danny W. Dutton
The Environmental Cow
Back in '91 just for some fun, I invented the truly demented but environmentally sound, poud for nourishing pound, cholesterol free, bona fide bovine breed.
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Danny W. Dutton
Romeo's True Regret
Folks are often misled and downcast by their own bad premonition. Limited by their own fool minds and certain lacking ambition.
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Danny W. Dutton
Cowboy Caterwaul
I swear and declare, the sounds a man makes to make a cow move. They whoop, twirlin' loops like lost fruitcakes with somethin' to prove.
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Danny W. Dutton
Gift Horse
For free I fed his cattle through the cold Wheat thinnin' out and hard blowin' snow Ridin' pasture and takin' care Of all the cattle he had there
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Danny W. Dutton
Cold-Backed Roan
You ride ol' Blue And I'll ride ol' Roany Don't matter to me What color my pony
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Danny W. Dutton
The First Loop
Choke down yer loop And hold back yer spit Take hold of yer horn This is finally it
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Danny W. Dutton
EZ Ranch
You wanna see my PhD It's in the back of my truck With the rest of my luck Post-hole diggers, wire, and debris
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Danny W. Dutton
Fool's Gold
Sunshine trickles down the bedroom door And makes a puddle on the floor My body struggles to wake itself I stand and grip the nearest shelf
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Danny W. Dutton
Tragic Demise
The calf was sick But quick And he picked up speed Coursed through the weed
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Danny W. Dutton
The Pawn Shop
Rough-out leather darkened by sweat, oil, and wear and smooth in places where the miles rubbed by Of rain and snow it cracks and scratches bared where I had failed to wipe it dry
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Danny W. Dutton
Burning Beef On Onions
He'd never been shod. His feet had never been trimmed. To catch this brute, you simply hemmed Him in the corner of a lot.
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Danny W. Dutton
The Bushy Baldy
Salt cedar swayed with the dry hot West Texas wind Turning its silver feathered branches over and swaying back again.
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Danny W. Dutton
The Back Forty
"There's a place or two "That's got some brush," He said to you, In a kind of rush.