FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
Pardners
Two buckaroos, real pardners true, were rounding up some strays.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
FC 11 C-52
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Bob Christensen
The helpmate
I've always stood right by his side, the ranchers good wife said . . . married to a jinx
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
Cowboy in paradise
This old boy from Oklahoma had a chance to take a trip to a hotel in Hawaii on a sunny, sandy strip T'was his first time in the Islands, hell, he'd seldom been to town Yet here he was in paradise; the plane had just touched down.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Buying bender's calves
We left the ranch at three a.m., we had a lengthy drive we hoped to have them on the truck when daylight broke at five
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
For Rex
Can democrats get into heaven? was one of the subjects they mused And be judged above par as they stand at the bar with the rest of the sinful accused
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
A long dry winter
The wagon train ground to a stop, they'd gone as far as they could go.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
The experts from the East
Now here's an ethnic story with a completely different cast No Pollocks, Blacks or Mexicans like stories in the past. Here we have an Englishman, a Frenchman and a Czech and the three of them together went on a trek.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
Reach out and touch somebody
I once heard a couple that ranched down Texas way. They had twin sons that looked alike as two old bales of hay they walked alike and talked alike; they both moved kind of slow.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
Grandma's secret recipe
Grandma was a chef supreme, she cooked for many years. Her recipes were passed around, she hadn't many peers. She served up grub to kings and queens, to presidents and to popes;
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
The bargain
In old Dodge City, Kansas before the centruy turned there's a very simple lesson that all the cowboys learned.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
He sent the boy to college
Buck Buckley was a rancher back when the century turned and to have a fancy herd of cows was for all he ever yearned.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
Too much heat
While sitting with some saddle tramps who were some pals of mine; we storied one another as we commenced to dine.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
The rustler
In the year 1890 on a hot and dusty spread lived an Arizona rancher by the name of Cactus Fred. Now this rancher was my Grandpa, a tough an ornery cuss who just went about his business and never made a fuss.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
The handy man
Great Grandpa was a travelin' man who went from town to town; a fixing things or touching up or tearing something down.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
The chicken thieves
Near the railroad town of Kelton in the year of ninety-nine my great uncle ran some cattle by the lake that's full of brine.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
The sleepy bear
Grandma had an uncle that lived back in the woods.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
Unlce Solomon
My mama had an uncle who's name is world renown. His story now is legend in any western town.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
Red Cloud's grandson
He was a buffalo soldier or so the legend goes; the only known survivor so no one really knows. Red Cloud found him lying wounded when they'd finished the attack.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
The casino
I remember in Nevada, it was several years ago, how they closed up a casino on the shore of Lake Tahoe. They didn't want to do it but they really had no choice 'cause the bomb put in the lobby was the dominating voice.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
Picture this
Ma opened up the mail sack then gave a shout of glee. It's a letter from my brother, he's going to visit me.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
The challenge
I've bought bad news to widow. I've put a horse to sleep. I've ridden drag in August and I've rode to town with sheep.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
Next year
I know you feel discouraged and perhaps you have the right; 'cause you weren't in the saddle when they crowned the queen that night.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
So you're movin' in
So you've moved out to the country and left the city lights and the hustle and the bustle for the quiet summer nights.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
A real good year
Twas at the Cattleman's Convention in December of eighty-eight I hadn't seen him for a spell, says I, you're looking great. Says he I'm feelin' awful good, we've had a real good year. His next words sent an icy chill that filled me full of fear.
Confessions of a cowboy poet: The complete works of Bob Christensen, to date (in
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Bob Christensen
Bad habits
They said give up tobacco, it isn't good for you; not tailor-mades nor roll your own's or even as a chew.