FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

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Poems of Banjo Paterson

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FOLK COLL 11 P-40

Banjo Paterson

Only a Jockey

Out in the grey cheerless chill of the morning light, Out on the track where the night shades still lurk, Ere the first gleam of the sungod's returning light Round come the racehorses early at work.

jockey, religion, racehorse

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

Been There Before

There came a stranger to Walgett town, To Walgett town when the sun was low, And he carried a thirst that was worth a crown, Yet how to quench it he did not know;

travel, humility, experience

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

City of Dreadful Thirst

The stranger came from Narromine and made his little joke; "They say we folks in Narromine are narow-minded folk; But all the smartest men down here are puzzled to define A kind of new phenomenon that came to Narromine.

pub, dust, cloud

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

Old Pardon, the Son of Reprieve

You never heard tell of the story? Well, now, I can hardly believe! Never heard of the honour and glory Of Pardon, the son of Reprieve?

race, winner, award

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

"Shouting" for a Camel

It was over at Coolgardie that a mining speculator, Who was going down the township just to make a bit o' chink, Went off to hire a camel from a camel propagator, And the Afghan said he'd lend it if he'd stand the beast a drink.

camel, mine, drinking

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

Pioneers

They came of bold and roving stock that would not fixed abide; They were the sons of field and flock since e'er they learnt to ride, We may not hope to see such men in these degenerate years As those explorers of the bush - the brave old pioneers.

pioneer, explorer, settlers

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

The Man Who Was Away

The widow sought the lawyer's room with children three in tow, She told the lawyer man her tale in tones of deepest woe.

widow, lawyer, will

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

The Open Steeple-chase

I had ridden over hurdles up the country once or twice, By the side of Snowy River with a horse they called "The Ace". And we brought him down to Sydney, and our rider, Jimmy Rice, Got a fall and broke his shoulder, so they nabbed me in a trice - Me, that never wore the colours, for the Open Steeplechase.

race, horse, ribbon

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

The Last Trump

"You led the trump," the old man said With fury in his eye, "And yet you hope my girl to wed! Young man! your hopes of love are fled, 'Twere better she should die!

betting, cards, betrohal

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

The Flying Gang

I served my time, in the days gone by, In the railway's clash and clang, And I worked my way to the end, and I Was the head of the "Flying Gang". 'Twas a chosen band that was kept at hand in case of an urgent need;

railway, steam engine, gang

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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104

Banjo Paterson

How M'Ginnis Went Missing

Let us cease our idle chatter, Let the tears bedew our cheek, For a man from Tallangatta Has been missing for a week.

missing, flood, drowning

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

Last Week

Oh, the new chum went to the backblock run, but he should have gone there last week. He tramped ten miles with a loaded gun, But of turkey or duck saw never a one, For he should have been there last week, They said, There were flocks of 'em there last week.

party, photographer, travel

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

Saltbush Bill's Gamecock

'Twas Saltbush Bill, with his travelling sheep, was making his way to town; He crossed them over the Hard Times Run, and he came to the Take 'Em Down; He counted through at the boundary gate, and camped at the drafting yard: For Stingy Smith, of the Hard Times Run, had hunted him rather hard.

sheep, rooster, breeder

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

A Bushman's Song

I'm travelling down the Castlereagh, and I'm a station-hand, I'm handy with the ropin' pole, I'm handy with the brand, And I can ride a rowdy colt, or swing the axe all day, But there's no demand for a station-hand along the Castlereagh.

song, travel, ranch

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

Father Riley's Horse

'Twas the horse thief, Andy Regan, that was hunted like a dog By the troopers of the Upper Murray side; They had searched in every gully, they had looked in every log

priest, horse, horse thief

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

Riders in the Stand

There's some that ride the Robbo style, and bump at every stride; While others sit a long way back, to get a longer ride.

rider, winner, riding style

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

Bottle-O

I ain't the kind of bloke as takes to any steady job; I drives me bottle cart around the town; A bloke what keeps 'is eyes about can always make a bob - I couldn't bear to graft for every brown.

bottle, drinking, booze

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

Story of Mongrel Grey

This is the story the stockman told On the cattle-camp, when the stars were bright; The moon rose up like a globe of gold And flooded the plain with her mellow light.

water, horse, training

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

A Mountain Station

I bought a run a while ago On country rough and ridgy, Where wallaroos and wombats grow - The Upper Murrumbidgee.

mountain, sheep, ranch

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

Jim Carew

Born of a thoroughbred English race, Well proportioned and closely knit, Neat, slim figure and handsome face, Always ready and always fit, hardy and wiry of limb and thew, That was the ne'er-do-well Jim Carew.

bar, drinking, funeral

Poems of Banjo Paterson

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Banjo Paterson

The Travelling Post Office

The roving breezes come and go, the reed-beds sweep and sway, The sleepy river murmurs low, and loiters on its way, It is the land of lots o' time along the Castlereagh.

sheep, mail, coach, travel

Poetry of Skinny Rowland, Complete Works to 1993

Skinny Rowland

FOLK COLL 11 R-49

Skinny Rowland

The End is the Beginning

Old friends live on in my memory, as do the days of long long ago, And as I grow older and feebler, so do those memories grow. The laughter and voices grow clearer, the faces seem to draw near, And I know that I am again closer, to the ones I once held so dear.

memory, age, experience

Poetry of Skinny Rowland, Complete Works to 1993

Skinny Rowland

FOLK COLL 11 R-49

Skinny Rowland

Luck

A rabbits foot will bring good luck, so many times it has said, but that rabbit once had four of them, and now that sucker's dead.

luck, mysticism, faith

Poetry of Skinny Rowland, Complete Works to 1993

Skinny Rowland

FOLK COLL 11 R-49

Skinny Rowland

From Bad to Worse

Now my wife just left and the well went dry, and my horse is sick and about to die.

unlucky, bad day, unhappiness

Poetry of Skinny Rowland, Complete Works to 1993

Skinny Rowland

FOLK COLL 11 R-49

Skinny Rowland

Too Much Bull

Now this here is a story, with a moral good and true, and it might be this story, was written just for you.

bull, story, fly