FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection

29769 results found for "No Search Criteria Set"

Book Title

Composer

Call #

Pages

Author

Poem Title

First Lines

Keywords

Gary McMahan in Poetry & Song

Gary McMahan

FOLK COLL 11 M-70

Gary McMahan

The Real Live Buckaroo

Now I ain't the kinda cowboy that you'll see on TV. I wasn't near as purty as Momma wanted me to be.

country music, alchohol, cowboy

Gary McMahan in Poetry & Song

Gary McMahan

FOLK COLL 11 M-70

Gary McMahan

Ken's Horseshoein' School of Hard Knocks

Shoeing horses is a darned hard job, and don't you dare call me a shoer. But if a horse loses a shoe in the back country, well, somebody's gotta do 'er.

horseshoe, education, nails

Gary McMahan in Poetry & Song

Gary McMahan

FOLK COLL 11 M-70

Gary McMahan

Socco's Saturday Night

Old Socco still runs the old Crow Valley Inn, way out on the prairie alone in the wind. Too thirsty to live, too stubborn to die, just a speck on the map like the dust in your eye.

bar, dance, yodel

Gary McMahan in Poetry & Song

Gary McMahan

FOLK COLL 11 M-70

Gary McMahan

Back When We Was Kids

I grew up in the shadow of the Rockies. In the grand ol' West, yes sir, I did. And danged if we didn't have us a time back when we was kids.

memories, horses, races

Gary McMahan in Poetry & Song

Gary McMahan

FOLK COLL 11 M-70

Gary McMahan

The Blizzard

Four Montana hands, different every man, saddled up one cracklin' fall mornin'. Lucky trusted fate, and me, I plays her straight.

blizzard, cattle, endurance

Gary McMahan in Poetry & Song

Gary McMahan

FOLK COLL 11 M-70

Gary McMahan

The Bullrider

I recall wanting to ride bulls years ago and a debate I had with my dad. I allowed how this would be my ticket to the stars. Dad agreed... I would see stars, and a bull was a launching pad.

rodeo, bull, roper

Gary McMahan in Poetry & Song

Gary McMahan

FOLK COLL 11 M-70

Gary McMahan

Skeeter

I first saw Skeeter stumble off a truck down to his last bet. A sagebrush winter in New Mexico had starved him half to death.

horse, dude ranch, age

Gary McMahan in Poetry & Song

Gary McMahan

FOLK COLL 11 M-70

Gary McMahan

The Santa Fe Trail

John Phineas Hinky's me handle. I'm a bullwhacker from Missouri folks call "Hink" And I'll tell ya 'bout the Santa Fe trail When it was the only link 'Tween the U.S. of A. and Old Mexico, Of which I was an accessory. And I will not lie to you Unless absolutely necessary.

cattle, mines, trail

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

A Poet with Something to Say

He hints of the tack room and juniper smoke Comes off like a sure'nuff wage drawin' cowpoke In search of a ridin' job, meal, or a toke Or an angel on her way astray

poet, cowboy, music

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Belle of the Ball

I drove her all right To the shindig that night 'Course I said it was just for the ride But it probably bought Me some dances, I thought As I walked with her proudly inside

dance, club, beauty

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Cudda Been Worse

When the chore boy's two dogs run them steers in the bogs Them curs an' that chore boy got cursed Cost two days of hard work in the mud an' the murk 'Tweren't much fun but, it cudda been worse

luck, accident, injury

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Harsh Words

If you face an altercation With a loved one or a friend And what you say just may determine How things turn out in the end Hold a tight rein on emotions Keep them checked at any cost Or they might stampede all your senses And a temper's easily lost

words, anger, care

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

I'll Toast to That

Well, look at you won't ya, so proud you're near bustin' Come sit your ol' banty butt down In this neck o' woods it's an old standin' custom For you to buy me the first round

drinking, friends, bar

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Lonesome

It's defined as unaccompanied, secluded, disavowed But, lonesome can be present even when one's in a crowd

alone, loneliness, attitude

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Of a Cowboy

Drawn toward a way that is steeped in tradition And good with the natural world of the ranch Sticking to see things plumb through to fruition And never the one to pass up a good chance At the stance or the prance of a cowboy

cowboy, camping, lifestyle

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Peg Leg Pig

It'd been a while since I'd seen him So I stopped at his abode I was plenty hot and thirsty From the desert miles I'd rode

cowboy, prosthetic, cattle

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Sentence

Once upon a time in a country very near lived a people with a government that never had a peer for they based their constitution on rights of individual man

story, construction, rights

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Still There

The Iroquois and Blackfoot, the Seminole and Crow Were there as we discounted where they live and what they know

natives, history, indians

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Teepee

I drew a horse called Teepee in the bares in Wells that year I was just a kid not wise enough to know the meanin' fear I got the horse's story, easy covered, not too stout Only thing, I'd have to hurry gittin' on and gittin' out

bronco, rodeo, chute

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

The Gift

I was going through my mom's junk drawer For somethin' I needed bad An' come across some sure 'nuff treasures Things I didn't know she had

gift, christmas, cowboy

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Long Trot

I know in the movies they all spur to the run Cuz they're riding real fast from the sheriff's big gun They will stampede and they'll gallop cuz it looks like it's fun To an audience willing to pay

trot, run, horse

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Typical

Out on the cliff's edge further than he'd ever been before He sat with legs a'danglin' high above the valley's floor He was lost in thought while drinking in the grandeur of it all When a gust of wind unseated him and he began to fall

prayer, nature, struggle

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

Who but the Horse

Some say his voice will hypnotize While others say it's in his eyes Regardless, all will recognize He has a special way

wrangler, relationship, cowboy

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

8pm Phone Call

"Evenin' Waddie, it's just yur ol' neighber thought I'd call an cetch up a bit All I know is what I see for myself an' lately I ain't thrilled with it

lazy, call, retail

One Hundred Poems

Waddie Mitchell

FOLK COLL 11 M-73

Waddie Mitchell

A Love Story

He was put on this Earth to turn grass into steak Overseeing that charge from a bronc yet to break Calloused and wind blown and barked up and baked 'Cept his feet nothing's tender or soft... about him

love, bronco, family