The Grub-Pile Call (Earl Alonzo Brininstool Poems)
There's lots o' songs the puncher sang in roundin' up his herds;The music wasn't very grand, an' neither was the ...
There's lots o' songs the puncher sang in roundin' up his herds;The music wasn't very grand, an' neither was the ...
I love the peaks with their snow-bound caps; the stately mountains grand;The pungent smell of the bending pines that tower ...
The prairie zephyrs have dropped to rest,And the dust-clouds settle down;The sun dips low in the golden west,O'er the mesa ...
I wouldn't make no Wall Street king;I'm no financial guy;I don't know much o' anythingBut makin' money fly.But I kin ...
When you have lived out in the West,Till it becomes a part of you,And you've a feeling in your breastNo ...
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 ...
Drear are the prairies; the ranges are silent;Mournfully whispers each soft, passing breeze;Down in the canyon and eddying murmurEchoes the ...
Guard me, Lord, when I'm a -ridin''Crost the dusty range out there,From the dangers that are hidin'On the trails, so ...
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