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Jack Thorp’s 1921 Songs of the Cowboys We were camped on the plains at the head of the Cimmaron When along came a stranger and stopped to arger some. He looked so very very foolish that we began to look around, We thought he was a greenhorn that had just ‘scaped from town. We askedRead more

I thought one spring, just for fun, I’d see how cow-punching was done; And when the round-ups had begun I tackled the cattle-king. Says he, ” My foreman is in town, He’s at the plaza, his name is Brown; If you’ll see him he’ll take you down.” Says I, “That’s just the thing.” We startedRead more

Come all you Texas cow-boys And warning take of me Don’t go out in Montana For wealth or liberty But stay home here in Texas Where they work the year around And where you’ll not get consumption From sleeping on the ground. Montana is too cold for me, And the winters are too long BeforeRead more

Oh, slow up, dogies, quit your roving round, You have wandered and tramped all over the ground; Oh, graze along, dogies, and feed kinda slow, And don’t forever be on the go,— Oh, move slow, dogies, move slow. I have circle-herded, trail-herded, night-herded, and cross-herded, too, But to keep you together that’s what I can’tRead more