On The Trail (Frank Maynard Poems)
It was down across the BrazosThat we rounded up to start,With about five thousand cattleFor the busy Kansas mart;There were ...
It was down across the BrazosThat we rounded up to start,With about five thousand cattleFor the busy Kansas mart;There were ...
Out on the Western prairies,While riding after stock,A cowboy met a shepherdA-tending to his flock.The herder asked the cowboyIf he ...
An old western town lay asleep in the sunOf a long summer day that was then almost done.The shadows were ...
A group of jolly cowboys discussed their plans at ease,Said one, "I'll tell you something, boys, if you please —See, ...
I am a busted cowboy And I work upon the range, In summertime I get ...
I have often been asked by the people I knowed,To tell 'em the way that a cow puncher rode.Now them ...
There's lots o' songs the puncher sang in roundin' up his herds;The music wasn't very grand, an' neither was the ...
She ain't what she was in the days of her glory.Fer years she has stood in the cotton wood shade.But ...
When the last great herd has vanished,And the open range is gone;When the cattle are all banished,And their numbers are ...
Off across the wide arroyo sweeps the breezes of the fall,Where the haze of Injun summer sort o' lingers over ...
I've played the movin' picter game,An' worked it good an' hard,But it is too all-fired tameFor real cowpunchers, pard.Them actor-guys ...
They sing of the puncher--that knight of the range who rounds up the bellerin' steer;Who rides at the head of ...
This movin' pitcher bizness it has got to quit, by gum!Cuz it's puttin' our cowpunchers and the cow game on ...
When walkin' down a city street, Two thousand miles from home,The pavestones hurtin' of the feet That never ...
Gusty sheets o' rain a-fallin';Yellow slickers our attire;Wet, bedraggled longhorns bawlin';Cook a-cussin' at the fire.Grub all water-soaked and soggy;Foreman's temper ...
The sodden slopes are turnin' greenWhere grassy shoots are peepin' out'The purtiest site you ever seen--It makes a cowman want ...
When a feller once comes to a pond or a tank,It is better to ride out a ways from the ...
Come sell your pony, cowboy-Sell your pony to me; Braided bridle and your puncher saddle,And spend your money free."If I ...
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