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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
25142 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 37 E.J. Kirchoff Doctor's Orders We're there in Wilbur's stable Gabbin' some like fellers will. Old Smokey Jones, some others, Me and Wilbur and Old Bill. Old Bill is eyein' Wilbur. On his face he's got a grin.
25143 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 39 E.J. Kirchoff Misplaced Fence Old Bill reached for his Climax. Very careful cut a chew. Said, "Smokey Jones denies this, but by gosh, I swear it's true. Now him and me had gone to town In that big car of his.
25144 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 41 E.J. Kirchoff Rope Horse this feller came to Wilbur's Lookin' for a horse to buy. And Wilbur had some good ones That would really take your eye. Accordin' to this feller, Weren't a horse that Wilbur had But what that pony's good points
25145 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 43 E.J. Kirchoff Just the Way I Like It Old Bill and me, said Smokey Jones,, Was down in Mexico. We're somewhat younger then, of course, A number years ago. We'd been a punchin' catt.e Had a quite a range to ride.
25146 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 45 E.J. Kirchoff A Little Difference This feller came to Wilbur. Said, I got this horse for sale. He surely is a dandy Workin' cows or ridin' trail. And as a ropin' pony This old horse is hardd totop. And when he puts the brakes on
25147 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 48 E.J. Kirchoff Stingy When I was just a kid I worked A spell for this old boy. But he's so stingy wasn't long I stayed in his employ. I'd hardly get to bed until He's poundin' on my door.
25148 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 49 E.J. Kirchoff Summer Evening- Haying Time So peaceful and cool is the evening After heat and the rush of the day. So restful to sit here relaxing As the glow from the sun fades away. With bellies filled up from their grazing, Now the cattle bed down for the night.
25149 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 50 E.J. Kirchoff Change of Heart It was a long old winter with The snow banks piled high. Storm after storm kept droppin' snow Flakes form a leaden sky. The merc'ry hung away below For days and days on end.
25150 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 52 E.J. Kirchoff Our Cook He wouldn't win no prizes as A beauty, that's for sure. He rassled all the pots and pans. And did the cookin' chore. He always had a heavy growth of stubble on his jaw
25151 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 55 E.J. Kirchoff The Frog We're drivin' cows to summer range Around the Darby Peaks. And stoped to let 'em water in A meadow cut with creeks. Our horses, too, are drinkin' when Of green there is a flash. From off the bank a bull frog hits
25152 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 58 E.J. Kirchoff Mosquitoes The summer saw a lot of rain, The grass grew lush and tall With lots of water in the hills At roundup time that fall. We're up around the Darby Peaks. Some mornin's grewy with fog.
25153 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 60 E.J. Kirchoff Yes There's a big old moon up yonder Shinin' on a winter land. In my heart, old horse, there's summer. She just promised me her hand. Tho' the mercury is hangin' Low, my spirit's soarin' high.
25154 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 61 E.J. Kirchoff Old Timer and the Tyro He came ridin' on his pony With a gun on either hip. Face and clothes with dirt was covered From a long and dusty trip. He rode up to where Old Timer Was a settin' in the shade.
25155 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 63 E.J. Kirchoff No Cup Said Smokey Jones one night while we Are settin' round the fire. Someone had added on some fuel So it was burnin' higher. We're gatherin the cattle from the mountains in the fall.
25156 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 65 E.J. Kirchoff Through the Seasons Been a ridin' after cattle Tho' it's melted here below, Still the granite peaks are covered With a lot of winter snow. Wind a whistlin' off the snow caps
25157 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 67 E.J. Kirchoff First Rain Old pony, I'm a bettin' Clouds a bildin' in the sky Are loadin' up with moisture For a range that's mighty dry. Ain't had a drop of rain now Through the summer's dryin' heat.
25158 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 68 E.J. Kirchoff End of a Friendship We're loafin' 'round the fire Havin' et our evenin' chow. From off across the meadow Comes the beller of a cow. old Bill reached ofr his Climax. Cut himself a husky chew
25159 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 70 E.J. Kirchoff No Mix Up this old boy was plenty ornery. I'll not mention of his name. Tho' he claimed he was a Christian He sure didn't live the game. went to church on every Sunday. Set there pius as a Saint.
25160 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 73 E.J. Kirchoff Worthless I one time had this pony that was pretty as could be. A sorrel with a flaxen mane and tail. She could hold her own with any when it came to workin' cows. Or on a steep and rocky
25161 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 75 E.J. Kirchoff Art Old Bill let our a snort that you Could heard a mile away. He said, A lot of fellers have an awful lot to say. They think they know the answers 'cause Experts they claim to be.
25162 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 77 E.J. Kirchoff Looks Deceive We're there in Wilbur's stable just Achewin' of the fat, When Wilbur lit a big cigar And then pushed back his hat. At times it's plumb surprisin how Some feller's look deceive.
25163 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 81 E.J. Kirchoff Settled Down I was driftin' through the country. This was many years ago. Headin' south to warmer climate So's to miss the winter snow. Way back then I'm just a drifter. Just a footloose buckaroo
25164 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 84 E.J. Kirchoff I Wish I'd Listened Closer When I was just a kid I heard The stories, often told, By folks who lived those early times Back in the days of old. Hardships were theirs aplenty of The pioneering kind. And in their daily living danger wasn't far behind
25165 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 87 E.J. Kirchoff A Horse for a Kid That old horse weren't much to look at. He was ornery through and through. Mighty useless as a cow horse. Wasn't much that he could do. was too slow to catch a calf on. wouldn't hold one if you did.
25166 Corral Dust FC 11 K-33 89 E.J. Kirchoff Roundup, Autumn Morning The autumn morn was frosty. Ground was mighty hard and froze. And the breeze down off the snow caps PLenty sharp on ears and nose. We're gatherin' the cattle UP around the Darby Peaks. Nearly finished with the roundup