FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Passing Through
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Howard L. Norskog
The Old Boat
The old boat sets at the water's edge
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Howard L. Norskog
Wyoming Heaven
If happiness to you is money, I'm sorry for you my friend
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Howard L. Norskog
The Fertile Grass
The years have finally caught me, As the beach where breakers comb
Cody, Wyoming
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Howard L. Norskog
The Builder
It's made me a living, and I'm proud to say
occupation, carpenter
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Howard L. Norskog
Farewell to the City
Have you ever been high in the mountains
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Howard L. Norskog
The Beaver Trapper
There's a granddaddy beaver a swimming, Near the town of Farson, I've seen
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Howard L. Norskog
Looking Back
I walk the pathways of the night, And lots of times you're there
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Howard L. Norskog
A Little While
Like a breath of spring, you came a dancing in, And just when I was happy
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Howard L. Norskog
Looking to the Sky
Oh, let the mirrors of the mind, Shut out the past and leave behind
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Howard L. Norskog
Friends
Seems like trouble's a constant companion, And that life let's us down
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Howard L. Norskog
The Last Farewell
A hole in the bow, that was caused by the rocks, And the chain on her nose had a broken lock
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Howard L. Norskog
Back to the Rim
I beg of you now that I'm dying, I don't care for a hole in the ground
death
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Howard L. Norskog
Old Molly
It's time for Molly to depart She's a good old dog I'll say
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Howard L. Norskog
Jenny
I wonder if Jenny is waiting, Or if time somehow wrecked all our plans
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Howard L. Norskog
Inferno
He was there on the floor, When I saw him that night
death, blood
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Howard L. Norskog
Sammy
So you want me to tell you of Sammy, And the bullets that cut him down
death
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Howard L. Norskog
Rawlins, Wyoming
There's a city men call Rawlins, That sprawls beside a track
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Howard L. Norskog
Little Shoes
The little girl of one or two, She looks perplexed, she's lost her shoe
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Howard L. Norskog
I Just Don't Want Mother to Know
Out in the wasteland all arid and hot, A cowboy lies dying alone
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Howard L. Norskog
Life
Life is but a budding dream of so it seems, little things that happen here
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Howard L. Norskog
Blessed Are
Blessed are the ones I'm sure, who love a little girl
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Howard L. Norskog
The Wanderer
Now you say all my life has been wasted, But I've got no cause to complain
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Howard L. Norskog
Diamond Studded Peter built
My old white haired friend lay dying, His race with life was run
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Howard L. Norskog
The Lights in the Sky
If you want the finest time of your life, Whoever or wherever you are
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Howard L. Norskog
Grey's River Roundup
There's wonderful things in this world to do