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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
24992 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 99 Will H. Ogilvie Taken Over The Banks are taking charge, old man! I knew how it would be; The flags are flying half-mast high for death of Tringadee; The Boss has left; the boys are spread to all the winds -and so I think we'd better get the nags and asling the packs and go!
24993 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 103 Will H. Ogilvie The Station Brand Ho! you in the boots and the long-necked spurs, You've a nice little hackney there! I rather fancy that brand of hers- Now, what will you take for the mare?
24994 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 106 Will H. Ogilvie Out of the Chains He has toiled in his place since the break of day, And the collar has left its gall; When others were faint int he holding clay And heavy the burden and steep the way
24995 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 109 Will H. Ogilvie The Man Who Steadies the Lead He was born int he light of red oaths And nursed by the drought and the flood, And swaddled in sweat-lined saddle-cloths And christened in spur-drawn blood; He never was burdened with learning,
24996 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 113 Will H. Ogilvie How the Fire Queen Crossed the Swamp The flood was down in the Wilga swamps, three feet over trhe mud, And the teamsters camped on the Wilga range and swore att he rising flood; For one by one they had tried the trip, double and treble teams,
24997 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 118 Will H. Ogilvie The Near-Side Leader When the gear is on the horsees and the knotted trace-cchains hooked; When the last bale's on the waggon and hte ropes are twitched and tied; When the brakes are off the big wheels and the way-bills safely booked, You can see the old gray leader
24998 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 123 Will H. Ogilvie The Silent Squadron Down the long dream-lanes At the dead of night, With gray mists over and mists below, With loose-held reins On their horses white I watch where the silent riders go
24999 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 125 Will H. Ogilvie The Broken Shoe Long years ago-no matter now how long- one fierce December I was travelling, weak and footsore, on a riverroad Out Back; I was sick at heart and weary of the world, and I remember How my tucker-bags were empty ont hat long starvation track
25000 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 125 Will H. Ogilvie The Broken Shoe Long years ago-no matter now how long - one fierce December I was travelling, weak and footsore, on a river road OUt Back; I was sick at heart and weary of the world, and I remember How my tucker-bags were empty on that long starvation track.
25001 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 135 Will H. Ogilvie Riderless A broken bridle trailling, A saddle scratched and scarred - And Brown Bee at the railing That rings the station yard; No stockman sits astride her, But, by those flanks afoam, Wild Terror was the rider
25002 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 137 Will H. Ogilvie Kings of the Earth We are heathen who worship an idol We keep for our pleasure and pride, We are slaves of the saddle and bridle, yet kings of the earth when we ride!
25003 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 139 Will H. Ogilvie Unbroken! Eyes wild with fear unspoken, Tossed manes and sweeping tails, Our thirty head unbroken Are safe behind the rails; Hard won from stony ridges
25004 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 142 Will H. Ogilvie How We Won the Ribbon Come and look around my office - Floors are littered, walls are hung With the treasures and the trophics Of the days when I was young; Rusty spur and snaffle idle,
25005 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 151 Will H. Ogilvie Habet! Down! And the world's war-squadron splashes Past, loose-reined, int he blood and the mire; Brown arms sweep and the bared steel flashes On to the goal of the Worlds desire. Down! By the war-steed's hot hoofs cowering
25006 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 153 Will H. Ogilvie The World Beyond A Poet stood in the red day-dawn, And the dawn was more to his gifted eyes Than a songbird's call and a flush on the lawn When the night winds drop and the last star dies For he saw the Goddess of all sweet song
25007 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 155 Will H. Ogilvie Northward to the Sheds There's a whisper from the regions out beyod the Barwon banks; There's a gathering of the legions and a forming of the ranks; There's a murmur coming nearere with the signs that never fail, And it's time for every shearer to be out upon the trail.
25008 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 158 Will H. Ogilvie Life's Overland Grey-lying miles to the nor'ward of Nor'ward, Red-leaping leagues ot the westward of West, Further than keenest of sight follows forward, Further than boldest hearts ever guessed;
25009 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 161 Will H. Ogilvie At the Back O'Bourke! Where the mulga paddocks are wild and wide, That's where the pick of the stockmen ride- At the Back o' Bourke! Under the dust-clouds dense and brown, Moving Southward by tank and town,
25010 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 164 Will H. Ogilvie The Song of Songs Let others chang of battle and such wreaths as Glory gave; I would rather sing hte praises of the dew that dips the daisies, Of the wind that stirs the wattle and the foam that flecks the wave.
25011 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 166 Will H. Ogilvie At the Bend O' the Creek Here is roaring flood in Winter When the storm-flag flies, And the quick-fire lightnings splinter Gold from night-black skies, And the rain-clouds gather, breaking
25012 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 169 Will H. Ogilvie West of the World West of the World all red suns sleep On a fleecy carpet of crimson cloud, And the weary winds from the eastward creep to their shining goal on the wester steep In the golden arms of the starry crowd
25013 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 170 Will H. Ogilvie A Scotch Night If you chance to strike a gathering of half-a dozen friends When the drink is Highland whusky or some chosen Border blends, And the room is ufull of speirin and the gruppin' of brown han's, And the talk is all of tartans and of plaidies and of clans,
25014 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 174 Will H. Ogilvie Absent Friends "Absent Friends!" There are brought to our mind again The scent of the buddah-bush after the rain; The dawn inthe eastward, the death of the stars, The wet grass that reaches the cold stirrup bars;
25015 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 176 Will H. Ogilvie The March of the Flood There's a whisper away on the Queensland sid eOf the Barwon a banker, the Warrego wide Spread from range to red range; of trhe siege of a town, Of farms that are wasted and cattle that drown,
25016 Fair Girls and Gray Horses FC 11 O-12 180 Will H. Ogilvie God-Speed! Because we've waked the morning-stars Together, June to June; Because our spurs and stirrup bars Have clasped the same old tune; Because we've drawn one honour-line