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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
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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
25592 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 18 Bob Christensen Cowboy in Paradise This old boy from Oklahoma had a chance to take a trip to a hotel in Hawaii on a sunny, sandy strip t'was his first time in the Islands, Hell, he'd seldom been to town yet here he was in Paradise; the plane had just touched down.
25593 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 21 Bob Christensen Buying Bender's Calves We left the ranch at three a.m., we had a lengthy drive we hoped to have them on the truck when daylight broke at five we thought we'd bought the critters right, we'd shrunk them three percent
25594 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 22 Bob Christensen For Rex Can democrats get into heaven? Was one of the subjects they mused and be judged above par as they stand at the bar with the rest of the sinful accused "Sure not the ones that are lawyers, that goes without saying,"
25595 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 23 Bob Christensen A Long Dry Winter The wagon train ground to a stop, they'd gone as far as they could go. The mountain range ahead of them was white with ice and snow. They'd gathered 'round the campfire for the Friday evening sing; the word was passed,
25596 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 24 Bob Christensen The Experts From the East Now here's an ethnic story with a completely different cast no Pollocks, Blacks, or Mexicans like stories in the past. Here we have an Englishman, a Frenchman and a Czechand the three of them together went on a mountain trek.
25597 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 26 Bob Christensen Reach Out and Touch Somebody I once heard of a couple that ranched down Texas way. They had twin sons that looked alike as two old bales of hay. They walked alike and talked alike; they both moved kind of slow.
25598 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 27 Bob Christensen Grandma's Secret Recipe Grandma was a chef supreme, she cooked for many years. Her recipes were passed around, she hadn't many peers. She served up grub to kings and queens, to presidents and to popes;
25599 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 28 Bob Christensen The Bargain In old Dodge City, Kansas before the century turned there's a very simple lesson that all the cowboys learned. If you come to town a packin' then stay south of the tracks
25600 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 29 Bob Christensen He Sent The Boy to College Buck Buckley was a rancher back when the century turned and to have a fancy herd of cows was for all he ever yearned. He'd ride around from ranch to ranch to find that special bull;
25601 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 29 Bob Christensen Too Much Heat While sitting with some saddle tramps who were some pasl of mine; We storied one another as we commenced to dine. "I've never seen a day so hot," was Foley'sfirst remark. "That sun it done kept shining three hours after dark."
25602 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 30 Bob Christensen The Rustler In the year of 1890 on a hot and dusty spread lived an Arizona rancher by the name of Cactus Fred. Now this rancher was my Grandpa, a tough an ornery cuss who just went about his business and never made a fuss.
25603 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 31 Bob Christensen The Handy Man Great Grandpa was a travelin' man who went from town to town; a fixing things or touching up or tearing something down. And while he was a travelin' one cold and wintery day he came upon an Indian trive and with them he did stay.
25604 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 32 Bob Christensen The Chicken Thieves Near the railroad town of Kelton in the year of ninety-nine my great uncle ran some cattle by the lake that's full of brine. Now this was real tough country so to help out with the pickin's Auntie used to always keep a flock of big red chickens.
25605 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 33 Bob Christensen The Sleepy Bear Grandma had an uncle that lived back in the woods. They used to see him monthly and pack him in some goods. He didn't take to people, he never cut his hair he communed with nature; he lived there with a bear.
25606 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 34 Bob Christensen Uncle Solomon My mama had an uncle who's name is world renown. His story now is legend in any western town. His accomplishments were many but the one of which I boast; Took place in Eastern Utah on a trip out to the coast.
25607 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 35 Bob Christensen Red Cloud's Grandson He was a buffalo soldier or so the legend goes; The only known survivor so no one really knows. Re Cloud found him lying wounded when they'd finished the attack. He's never seen one like him, you see this man was black.
25608 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 27 Robert L. Laumeyer Brother We walked the hills together you and I, And oh what tramps we had When I waqs just a little guy And you were yet a lad. Over the prairie we would walk. With all the time our own. How good to watch the soaring hawk,
25609 Confessions of A Cowboy Poet FC 11 C-52 36 Bob Christensen The Casino I remember in Nevada, it was several years ago, how they closed up a casino on the shore of Lake Tahoe. They didn't want to to do it but they really had no choice 'cause the bomb put in the lobby was the dominating voice.
25610 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 28 Robert L. Laumeyer A Boy's Spring The sun is warm, the snow is melting. Down the coulee the water is running. Come, let us follow, you and I Answer our question, we will try. What hpappens to the water, from our snow? come, let us follow, then we will know
25611 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 28 Robert L. Laumeyer Epilogue Now the spring and our boyhood's ar epast. lThose happy days flowed by too fast. The water still goes on flowing and flowing. We have grown old, but are still unknowing. (end)
25612 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 29 Robert L. Laumeyer Boyhood I took my sailboat to the stream And let it sail on the waters green. The boat on the rippling water played. Against its sides the water sprayed. The string tangled and came apart. On the fast waters the boat did start.
25613 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 29 Robert L. Laumeyer Epilogue As inevitable as the water, youth goes, Now rushing, now sloing, but always it flows. To speed it or stop it, we need not try, Just watch and remember as youth goes by. (end)
25614 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 30 Robert L. Laumeyer The Letter God Wrote God created a letter one day. It was a message he wanted to relate. He dropped it froma lofty cloud. It landed on a n editor's plate. The editor with his pen in hand, Read the composition thoroughly. he pondered a hwile and he thought,
25615 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 31 Robert L. Laumeyer Look Beyond You cannot see a mountain By looking where you trod. You cannot know a man Until you know his God. You cannot see a forest While looking at a tree. You cannot know yourself, Till from dogma you are free
25616 The Song of the Hunter FC 11 L-40 31 Robert L. Laumeyer Happiness Happiness is within us, Or else it's but a myth we seek. Every pleasure that we've had, Prepares us for another peak. (end)