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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
24736 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 67 Rod Nichols K.C. Cowboy "Kansas City, I'll be dogged !" young Billy had to grin, There he was and just nineteen, his first drive at an end.
24737 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 69 Rod Nichols Last Memory The last steer was loaded; the rail car was bolted. By his old pocket watch it was four. The train gathered steam for the last time it seemed, soon gone like the trail drives before.
24738 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 71 Rod Nichols Lest We Forget The herd was bedded for the night some three miles from the town, you could see the lights of two saloons and almost hear their sounds.
24739 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 74 Rod Nichols Little Bill's Bar Sometimes it jest seems my life's a routine: my bound'ries don't stretch very far. I cowboy fer pay then blow it away each payday at Little Bill's Bar.
24740 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 76 Rod Nichols Little More Rope What I couldn't do with a foot more of rope I'm tellin' you boys and it's true, I'd have fewer misses and unanswered wishes and more pocket change than I do.
24741 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 78 Rod Nichols Llano They camped by the Llano; it'd rained the whole day. Tweren't nuthin' weren't soggy or damp. No use to be lookin' fer wood that would burn, they settled into a cold camp.
24742 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 80 Rod Nichols Moment's Peace One more cup of coffee, Lord, outside is fallin' rain. Though some might like it diff'rent, Sir, you'll not hear me complain.
24743 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 81 Rod Nichols Needs The day's too hot; the night's too cold. These bones are too blame stiff. Jest gittin' up takes all I got. I think you git my drift.
24744 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 82 Rod Nichols New Year's At Cutter Bill's Twas New Year's Eve at Cutter Bill's, the old year 'bout to pass. The boys stood tall as one and all prepared to raise his glass.
24745 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 85 Rod Nichols Nighthawk He thought he heard a whisper, low, but it could have been a breeze, a-movin' through the cottonwoods and a-rustlin' up the leaves.
24746 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 87 Rod Nichols Old Hand It was nigh on to evenin' when he got the word, the Bar-T was hirin ag'in. They'd got up a herd, now, for one final drive, and figgured they'd need a few men.
24747 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 90 Rod Nichols Ol' Texas Sittin' round the campfire light on the northern Chisholm trail, they knew before the evenin' died, they'd hear that Texan's tale.
24748 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 93 Rod Nichols Pal At night when the long day is over the wind sort of whispers around, I gaze at the shadows the moonlight has cast all about o'er the ground.
24749 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 95 Rod Nichols Prairie Law There is a law on the prairie a Code of The West if you will, it may not be written on tablets but nevertheless it is real.
24750 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 97 Rod Nichols Rabbit "Well I should've known," ol'Rabbit went on, "that gal wanted all she could see. She wanted the best and nuthin' else less and the last thing she wanted wuz me."
24751 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 99 Rod Nichols Rain The camp is wet; my slicker's wet. All hope of fire is soomed. The ground is soaked; debris' afloat and I'm mired down in gloom.
24752 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 100 Rod Nichols Ridin' Out Bacon in the mornin' boys, biscuits fresh and hot, coffee brewin' on the fire glad for what I got.
24753 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 101 Rod Nichols Riverboat He'd driven some cattle to ol' Louisian' first crossin' the sleepy Sabine, then loadied some steers on a great riverboat that left New Orleans under steam.
24754 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 103 Rod Nichols Rough Night It was there, and he could feel it slowly movin' 'cross his legs. The blanket that concealed the thing showed an undulatin' wave.
24755 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 106 Rod Nichols Roundup The long days of summer were over, the winds of the fall had arrived when eight of us saddled our ponies and rode out for roundup and drive
24756 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 110 Rod Nichols Saddlebag Man Strange, how you know a man most of your life tell stories of what you recall. Then with his passin' to finally find you never did know him at all.
24757 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 112 Rod Nichols Sagebrush Sense Ol' Ben had been around a bit, and knew a heap of things. We boys were sorta "Green" I guess, so he took us 'neath his wings.
24758 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 115 Rod Nichols Signs Along The Trail There are signs that tell a story as you ride along a trail. From the things some leave behind them you can read their sep'rate tales.
24759 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 117 Rod Nichols Smokey He'd a bag of ol' Bull Durham when he wished to roll a smoke, a an of Garrett snuff, ol' son, and a Beechnut plug to tote.
24760 Drover Diaries: Original Poems of the American Cowboy FC 11 N-14 119 Rod Nichols Texas Cowboy He's tall in the saddle though low 'neath the sun. He's a hard-workin' rider whose day ain't half-done.