FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Cow Foreplay (from a bull's point of view)
FC 11 H-53
26
Jim Hoobler
The helping hand
Some friends helped a neighbor with his famring today, he got hurt awhile back and has a hospital stay.
Cow Foreplay (from a bull's point of view)
FC 11 H-53
28
Jim Hoobler
The ugly hunter
Hey boy, where'd yo get those pheasants? Asked teh game warden from his truck.
Cow Foreplay (from a bull's point of view)
FC 11 H-53
30
Jim Hoobler
The ranch
My wife's name is Nancy and she's no cowgirl at all.
Cow Foreplay (from a bull's point of view)
FC 11 H-53
32
Jim Hoobler
Baling wire
What would a farmer or cowboy ever do, without the use of baling wire?
Cow Foreplay (from a bull's point of view)
FC 11 H-53
34
Jim Hoobler
A cowboy's new day
A cowboy's day has dawned as he reflects upon his chore, to care for this precious land, the crops and beasts he adores.
Cow Foreplay (from a bull's point of view)
FC 11 H-53
36
Jim Hoobler
Just for county agents
All county agents are tough ole critters. They have to be to stay alive.
From My Window and Other Poems
FC 11 H-48
34
Yvonne Hollenbeck
The Lobster Test
"It's cruel for a lobster to be dropped into a pot and see it thrashing painfully in water boiling hot!"
From My Window and Other Poems
FC 11 H-48
37
Yvonne Hollenbeck
Dining Out
When you live out in the country, it's really quite a treat when, maybe once or twice a year, you might go out to eat.
From My Window and Other Poems
FC 11 H-48
38
Yvonne Hollenbeck
Benny's Funeral
A bone of contention from Fargo to Dallas pertains to the wisdom taht cowboys possess. No two agree what a cowboy should know, it depends on which region you hail from, I guess.
From My Window and Other Poems
FC 11 H-48
40
Yvonne Hollenbeck
Money Talks
He was born right there in Texas though he was darned-sure "Scotch," each time he'd tighten up his belt he'd take another notch.
From My Window and Other Poems
FC 11 H-48
41
Yvonne Hollenbeck
Casting Stones
Some women turn their noses up and would not dare to greet this lady of the evening when they meet her on the street.
From My Window and Other Poems
FC 11 H-48
43
Yvonne Hollenbeck
The Origin Of Mountain Oysters
Mankind has had its mysteries and probably always will like how they walked four miles to school and both ways were uphill
From My Window and Other Poems
FC 11 H-48
44
Yvonne Hollenbeck
Cuttin' Katie
She had come in from the country for supplies, and stopped to eat; when a city slicker spied her and he slid right in the seat. He said that he was lonely and he hoped she'd let him stay; he would gladly buy her dinner...it sure would make his day.
From My Window and Other Poems
FC 11 H-48
45
Yvonne Hollenbeck
Watch What You Pray For
I believe in God above and know he answers prayers. I'll bet he knows it's dry down here and of course, our Savior cares.
Cow Camp Poetry: How it was writ, a lot of truth, and a little B.S.
FC 11 W-35
1
Jack Williams
Cow camp poetry
Cow camp poetry and how it was writ, so if you'll kindly listen while you sit
Cow Camp Poetry: How it was writ, a lot of truth, and a little B.S.
FC 11 W-35
3
Jack Williams
Tracks
Tracks,well, Mr. I've made quite a few, been places, done things others wouldn't do!
Cow Camp Poetry: How it was writ, a lot of truth, and a little B.S.
FC 11 W-35
5
Jack Williams
Use to was
I'm a old cowboy just a liv'in alone in a cow camp, me and my dog, call home.
Cow Camp Poetry: How it was writ, a lot of truth, and a little B.S.
FC 11 W-35
7
Jack Williams
Sheep herder shoot out
She was a blowen snow, and about ten below my eyes a water'en, nose run'en, and sheep on the go
Cow Camp Poetry: How it was writ, a lot of truth, and a little B.S.
FC 11 W-35
9
Jack Williams
Elko Warhoop of 89
Now there was cowboys, cowgirls and some strange talken fellers there were ryhmers, first timers, and bars full of bellers,
Cow Camp Poetry: How it was writ, a lot of truth, and a little B.S.
FC 11 W-35
11
Jack Williams
Cowboy and cities
Me and old Pete dog, we're in Denver town, just shaded up on grass
Cow Camp Poetry: How it was writ, a lot of truth, and a little B.S.
FC 11 W-35
13
Jack Williams
Jack Horse
I had a old horse that I called Jack, plum ugly in the head and too long in the back.
Cow Camp Poetry: How it was writ, a lot of truth, and a little B.S.
FC 11 W-35
15
Jack Williams
The conasewer
Now you've heard of them conasewers of fine wines, music, and little bells that ring
Cow Camp Poetry: How it was writ, a lot of truth, and a little B.S.
FC 11 W-35
17
Jack Williams
Four wheel drive
I was pullin up the mountain on ole 66 loaded heavy and in a pretty bad fix
Cow Camp Poetry: How it was writ, a lot of truth, and a little B.S.
FC 11 W-35
19
Jack Williams
Sure different today
Old time cowboys are sure funny critters
Cow Camp Poetry: How it was writ, a lot of truth, and a little B.S.
FC 11 W-35
21
Jack Williams
The outhouse
I can remember well the old outhouse for it was always the home of a mouse