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FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection


Date of Items: 1890-present
Register Prepared by: Randy Williams and Susan Gross, April 2004
Register Updated by: Randy Williams, 23 December 2009
Excel database transfered to MYSQL and uploaded (replacing PHP data): Colin Jackson, Fall 2010
MYSQL database updated: Randy Williams, January 2012
Linear Feet:20


Historical Note & Provenance

Folk Coll 11 is Utah State University's cowboy poetry collection. The collection, originally created by a generation donation by the L. J. and Mary Skaggs Foundation, includes books gathered during a fieldwork project in the early 1980s to document cowboy poetry in the U.S. west (see Folk Coll 11f). From this important fieldwork project came the impetus for the first Cowboy Poetry Gathering held in January 1985 in Elko, Nevada. Since that time, each January, the Fife Folklore Archives staff take the collection and Access database (that details each book, poem, author, first line and key words), to the National Cowboy Poetry Gathering for offsite use. Through University purchases and generation donations from poets and collectors, this collection continues to grow.


Scope and Content

The collection consists of 20 linear feet of books on cowboy poetry, including press and self published works. The collection can be accessed through USU Libraries online catalog.


As well, poem titles and keywords found in each book in the collection are included in the database below. To use, type in the search term. Tip: Try and use an uncommon word from the poem to ensure less "hits." For instance, if you enter "boots" you will get many hits; but if you enter "bones" you will most liley get fewer "hits" or poems and find the item you seek faster. To return to the search page, click "home" at the bottom of the page.


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Poetry table.

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IDBook TitleComposerIndexPagesAuthorPoem TitleFirst LinesKeywords
22762 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 6 Wayne Erbsen The Big Corral That ugly brute from the cattle chute, Press along to the big corral. He should be branded on the snoot, Press along to the big corral.
22763 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 7 Wayne Erbsen Bravest Cowboy I am the braveseet cowboy, Tat ever rode the West. I've been all over the Rockies, Got bullets in my chest. in eighteen hundred and sixty-three, I joined the immigrant band.
22764 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 8 Wayne Erbsen Bury Me Not on the Lone Prairie Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie. These words came low and mournfully, From the pallid lips of a youth who lay, on his dying bed at the close of day.
22765 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 10 Wayne Erbsen The Colorado Trail Eyes like the morning star, cheeks like a rose. Laura is a pretty girl, God Almighty knows. Weep all ye little rains, wail, winds, wail. All the lonely way along,
22766 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 12 Wayne Erbsen Cowboy Jack He was just a lonely cowboy With aheart so brave and tru. And he learned to love a maiden With eyes of heaven's blue.
22767 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 14 Wayne Erbsen Cowboy's Dream Last night as I lay on the prairie, And gazed at the stars in the sky, I wondered if ever a cowboy Would drift to that sweet by and by. Roll on roll on, Rolll on little dogies, roll on
22768 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 16 Wayne Erbsen The Cowboy Valentine Now, old Jake Wooley was an ornery old cuss, As mean as a sidewinder slitherin' in the dust. But he took a fancy to old Spinster Brown, so he roped up his cayuse and rode into town. With his hair slicked down and his whiskers all combed,
22769 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 18 Wayne Erbsen Devil and the Deep Blue Sea I'm caught between the devil and the deep blue sea. I don't know what's become of me. Te desert's a door without a key.
22770 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 20 Wayne Erbsen Doney Gal We ride the range from sun to sun, For a cowboy's work is never done. We're up and gone at the break of day, Driving the dogies on their weary way
22771 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 22 Wayne Erbsen The Girl I Left Behind Me I struck the trail in seventy nine, The herd strung out behind me. As I jogged along my mind went back to the girl I left behind me.
22772 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 24 Wayne Erbsen Git Along Little Dogies As I was a walkin' one mornin for pleasure, I spied a cow-puncher a ridin' along. His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a jinglin, And as he approached he was singin this song.
22773 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 26 Wayne Erbsen The Gol-Darned Wheel I can rope and throw a long-horn of the wildest Texas brand. And at Indian disagreements I can take a leading hand. But I finally met my master hand he really made me squeal
22774 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 28 Wayne Erbsen Goodbye Old Paint My foot's in the stirrup my pony won't stand, Goodbye Old Paint, I'm off to Montan'. Old Paint, Old Paint, I'm a leavin' Cheyenne
22775 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 30 Wayne Erbsen The Hills of Mexico It was in the town of Griffin in the year of eighty three, When an old cowpuncher stepped up and this he said to me; "Howdy do, young feller, And how'd you like to go,
22776 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 32 Wayne Erbsen Home on the Range Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam, Where the deer and the antelope play. Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day.
22777 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 34 Wayne Erbsen I Ride an Old paint I ride an old paint, I lead an old Dan. I'm off to montan' for to throw thehoolihan. They feed in the coulees, they water in the draw; Their tails are all matted
22778 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 36 Wayne Erbsen I'm Going to Leave Old Texas I'm going to leave old TExas now, Thy've got no use for the long-horn cow. They've plowed and fenced my cattle range, And the people here all seem so strange.
22779 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 38 Wayne Erbsen Night Herding Song Oh, slow up dogies, quit roving around. You have wandered and trampled all over the ground. Oh, graze along dogies and feed kinda slow
22780 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 40 Wayne Erbsen The Old Chisholm Trail Well come along boys and listen to my tale, I'll tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm Trail, Comea ti yi yippe yippe yea
22781 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 42 Wayne Erbsen The Railroad Corral We're up in the morning at breaking of day. The chuck wagon's busy, the flapjacks in play. The herd is a stir over hillside and vale, With the night riders crowding them onto the trial.
22782 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 44 Wayne Erbsen Red River Valley From this valley they say you are going, I will mis syour bright eyes and sweet smile. For they say you are taking the sunshine That has brightened our pathway a while
22783 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 46 Wayne Erbsen The Roving Cowboy Come all you roving cowboys, bow down your head and hand, I'll tell to you a story while you around me stand. I'm goin' to quit this wild west, this bleak and stormy plain, Where the Indians prowl I'll leave
22784 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 47 Wayne Erbsen Rye Whiskey Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry. If I don't get rye whiskey, I surely will die. Oh whiskey you villain, You've been my downfall, You've beat me, you've banged me
22785 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 48 Wayne Erbsen The Strawberry Roan I was hanging 'round town not earning a dime, Being out of a job, just a spending my time. When a stranger steps up and he says, "I suppose that you're a bronc rider
22786 Cowboy Songs, Jokes, Lingo 'n Lore FC 11 E-22 50 Wayne Erbsen The Streets of Laredo As I walked out in the streets of Laredo, As I walked out in Laredo one day, I spied a young cowboy wrapped up in white linen, wrapped up in white linen and cold as the clay