FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Cowgirl Poetry: One Hundred Years of Ridin' and Rhymin'
Virginia Bennett
FC 11 B-69
82
Mary Hannay Foote
Where The Pelican Builds
The horses were ready, the rails were down, But the riders lingered still-- One had a parting word to say, And one had his pipe to fill.
Cowgirl Poetry: One Hundred Years of Ridin' and Rhymin'
Virginia Bennett
FC 11 B-69
83
Lisa Quinlan
A Little Red Self-Propelled Baler
Four o'clock summer mornings When the dew was just right For making sweet, green hay, I could hear my dad Softly wake my brothers, And I wished it was for me, too.
Cowgirl Poetry: One Hundred Years of Ridin' and Rhymin'
Virginia Bennett
FC 11 B-69
86
Carole Jarvis
Round-Up Hand
It's still dark at five a.m. in mid-October, And so cold it makes my toes and fingers ache. The horses are all saddled and they're ready, We'll be ridin' after cows by daybreak.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
FC 11 M-61
2
T. Matheny
Thanks
Well friends, here we go again. Another cowboy go, of stories and poetry.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
FC 11 M-61
3
T. Matheny
First string
Workin' for Jeff on the Circle J A the summer I turned fifteen, wanted to be a cowboy and live the buckaroo dream.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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5
T. Matheny
Where'd they go
I wonder where they all went old cowboys that I've known.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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7
T. Matheny
Cowboy and city girl
A coboy and a city girl ain't a real good mix, found myself married to one and I were in a fix.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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13
T. Matheny
Jackie's bouquet
I could give you roses perhaps carnations too, an orchid from the forest or morning glories blue.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
FC 11 M-61
15
T. Matheny
Cure for a cold
Long late that night, come a cold windy rain. It were April on the deserts of New Mexico.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
FC 11 M-61
18
T. Matheny
Artistry
Happened to ask a city minded fella why helives and what he sees in the big city. His reply wasn't long, all directed towards material things and money.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
FC 11 M-61
20
T. Matheny
Dancin' with Doris
Sure do like two dance now and again. Was a time when I couldn't single foot, let alone do a two step or cowboy waltz.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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T. Matheny
Goin' home
Chinks scared and dusty, hands burnt and dirty black, face tanned and weathered, shadowed by his hat.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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T. Matheny
Poetic ?? Opinion
In a way, it's sad. We have allowed it to happen. Just like allowing special interest folks to legislate way, the legacy of our way of life.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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T. Matheny
We called him apple
The long shadows of early evening spread across the dirt, rocks and manure life storm clouds. The air was hot, and dusty.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
FC 11 M-61
33
T. Matheny
Teton sunrise
I've seen a thousand mornings Montana to Mexico, witnessed the coming daybreak in summer and winter snow.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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T. Matheny
Knowin'
Knowin' comes from learnin' that I understand, learning taught me now to know just who the heck I am.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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T. Matheny
Environut
This dad-burned environut out Nevada way, went snoopin' around a cattle ranch, what belonged to Hammond Clay.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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T. Matheny
Range war
Range war! But it is a different kind, take a look around it's easy enough to find.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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T. Matheny
Mustangs
Seems there's some dude always wantin' to take pot shots at anything for any danged old confused reason.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
FC 11 M-61
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T. Matheny
Catch rope
Bronc in the breakin' pen who wants to ride, he's a rangy old outlaw he'll tear off yer hid.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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T. Matheny
Coyote and the rabbitt
The coyote and the rabbit from a horseback I did see, coyote chasin' a rabbit 'cross the rocks n' through the trees.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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T. Matheny
It might be a biscuit
Ridin' for wages ain't all some folks and wannabes like to think it is.
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T. Matheny
Cut from canvas
I was cut from canvas she from high fine lace, mine was country livin', her's a city place.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
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T. Matheny
Hey Cowboy
I knew I were out of place wearin' Stetson, boots and jeans, in a mall in California where the air ain't never clean.
Faded jeans n' wore out boots
FC 11 M-61
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T. Matheny
Good-bye
As I touched your pretty face is that a teardrop in your eye, for so long together we have been now it's time to say good-bye.