FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Tonopah
I received an email from a woman who'd been travelling through the west with her husband in their motor home, seeing the sights. They found themselves in Bishop, California, and there, at the junction of Highway 6 and Highway 395, saw a sign that proclaimed, "Tonopah, 114 miles." She said to her husband, "Well, Dave Stamey sings about it, we'd better go see it."
ghost town, mining, emptiness
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Desert Trails
Desert trails, in the glow of early morning Desert trails, all aglitter in the dawning
desert, mystery, microbus
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
The Ballad of Rosa May
Her name was Rosa May, and she arrived one autumn day To ply her trade in the town of Bodie And her cheeks were blazing red, from the chilly winds, she said But the lines around her mouth were even colder
prostitute, mining, boom town
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
The Bones of Benny Gray
And the wife he left on Cedar Creek with that old ranch to run She sweats and strains from break of day until the setting sun
bones, death, cowboy
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Opal
Opal lives in Opal Canyon, Opal lives in a trailer there A little gray trailer with a Good Sam sticker, Living out there in the desert air
desert, trailer, canyon
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
The Vaquero Song
My name is Juan Medina, a vaquero once was I Now I live in the air above the pepper trees And where all the cattle that belonged to Captain Dana They are blown away like ashes in the California breeze
cattle, pepper trees, range
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
To Steelhead Lake
I worked the summer for Lee and Jennifer Roeser at McGee Creek Pack Station, on the eastern slope of the Sierra Nevada, a modest sized outfit, maybe eighty head of stock, horses and mules combined.
pack station, camp, guide
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
The Capo
The horse I ride is old but he has served me well Coat like old tobacco rich and warm He is old but he is sound, my rein chains ring like bells We fit well together as we glide... above the storm
tobacco, horse, reliable
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
May the Trail Rise Up to Greet You
May the trail rise up to greet you as you ride May the stars reach down and touch you with their light May the tumbleweeds at play keep you company by day And the coyotes serenade you through the night
prayer, safety, kindness
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Hank
Hank. He took over my life in a major way when I was twelve years old. My father owned an MGM album titled Hank Williams - The Drifting Cowboy.
music, singing, influence, example
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Wheels
We left Missouri in these wagons We left our homes and farmland there behind
emigration, pioneers, wagon
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
It's the West
It's old men at the feed store, trading gossip and spitting on the floor It's a domino game on Friday afternoon Trout jumping in a mountain stream, cotton fields along the San Joaquin An old coyote fussing at the moon
laundry, career, attire
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Riding the Sage
Riding the sage, loping along my heart's turned round and it's singing the old songs
sage, riding, cowboy
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Child of The Desert
My father stood about six foot four, his hands were square and brown He got in a fight in a bar one night and the police shot him down
desert, bar, difficulty
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
The Dude Wrangler
Somewhere around the beginning of the twentieth century, ranchers made a shocking discovery: you could make more money selling the idea of the West to tourists from Hoboken and Elmira and New York and Cleveland than you could raising cattle.
tourist, wrangler, cowboy
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Dude String Trail
I run myself a dude string out here on the eastern slope I got horses and mules and swayback nags And I've dang near given up hope
dude ranch, tourist, families
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Riding Another Circle
I've got to put some miles behind It's the best correction for a worried mind So I'm riding another circle The summer range is turning brown
colts, circle, range
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Some Honky-Tonk History
In the late seventies, if you wanted to listen to live music, you had to go to a dark, loud place where neon Pabst Blue Ribbon signs hung in the windows, where there were round laminate cocktail tables with ashtrays and red glass candle holders covered in plastic mesh, a place that smelled of spilled beer and cigarette smoke and Old Spice cologne.
band, entertainer, country music
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
If I Had a Horse
Now, if I had a horse, a big white flashy horse I wouldn't be the kind of guy I appear to be I'd be different, I'd be better, a hero right down to the letter And all them pretty women would be after me
horse, fame, cowboy
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Campfire Waltz
At a camp at the edge of a meadow, where the water runs glassy and clean The horses are turned out and grazing there on the grass so tall and so green
waltz, camping, serenade
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
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Dave Stamey
The Bandit Joaquin
From the broken hills of Mexico, where we took the horses we stole To Sonora in the California mines, where you gringos dig for gold
mexico, bandit, theft
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
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Dave Stamey
The Talking Bronc Ballet Blues
At a hack stable or a branding pen, anyplace you might find bowlegged men Ask any old hand, he's bound to say He's got the answer to the bronc ballet If your pony breaks in two, there's certain things you need to do
bronco, bucked, ride
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
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FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Montana Summers
Black and white photographs of old men in Stetsons On horses that had been dead for years Though time had gone by, nearly seventy winters Her memories were still bright and clear
history, summer, memory
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
Dave Stamey
FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
Cowboy Moon
The evening shadows sway, and the night breezes seem to say The best way to end the day is riding 'neath a cowboy moon Starlight in the desert sky puts a little twinkle in your eye Couldn't get the blues if you tried, riding 'neath a cowboy moon
moon, night, song
The First Twenty Five Years: Songs and Stories
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FOLK COLL 11 S-76
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Dave Stamey
The Skies of Lincoln Country
My name is William Bonney and I have some things to tell All about my life and death and the way things are in hell And the lies they told about me after Garrett shot me down In New Mexico, in 1881
outlaw, lies, sky