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The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball · Ririro.com - Poetry

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  Speaker 1: The Cowboy's Christmas Ball way out in Western Texas, where
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  Speaker 1: the clear Fork's waters flow, where the cattle are a
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  Speaker 1: browsin and the Spanish ponies grow, Where the northers come
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  Speaker 1: a whistling from beyond the neutral strip, and the prairie
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  Speaker 1: dogs are sneezing as if they had the grip, Where
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  Speaker 1: the coyotes come a howlin round the ranches after dark,
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  Speaker 1: and the mocking birds are singing to the lovely meader lark,
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  Speaker 1: where the possum and the badger and rattlesnakes abound, and
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  Speaker 1: the monstrous stars are winkin. O'er a wilderness profound, where
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  Speaker 1: lonesome tawny prairies melt into airy streams, while the double
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  Speaker 1: mountains slumber in heavenly kinds of dreams, where the antelope
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  Speaker 1: is grazin and the lonely plover's call. It was there
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  Speaker 1: that I attended the Cowboy's Christmas Ball. The town was
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  Speaker 1: Anson City, Old Jones's county seat, where they raise polled
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  Speaker 1: angus cattle and waving whiskered wheat, where the air is
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  Speaker 1: soft and bammy and dry and full of health, and
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  Speaker 1: the prairies is exploding with agricultural wealth. Where they print
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  Speaker 1: the Texas Western that Heck MacCann supplies with news and
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  Speaker 1: yarns and stories of most amazing size, where Frank Smith
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  Speaker 1: pulls the badger on knowin tender feet the land and
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  Speaker 1: Democracy's triumphant and mighty hard to beat. Where lives that
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  Speaker 1: good old hunter John Millsap from Lamar, who used to
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  Speaker 1: be the sheriff back east in Paris? Suh? Who was there?
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  Speaker 1: I say, at Anson with the lively witter wall shields
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  Speaker 1: that I went to that reception the cowboy's Christmas Ball.
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  Speaker 1: The boys had left the ranches and come to town
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  Speaker 1: in piles. The ladies kinder scattering, had gathered in for miles,
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  Speaker 1: and yet the place was crowded. As I remember well,
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  Speaker 1: bing tea was got for the occasion at the morning
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  Speaker 1: Star Hotel. The music was a fiddle and a lively
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  Speaker 1: tambourine and a viol come imported by the stage from Abilene.
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  Speaker 1: The room was togged out gorgeous, and candles flickered frescoes
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  Speaker 1: around the airy walls. The women folks looked lovely, the
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  Speaker 1: boys looked kinder treed till their leader commenced yellin' whoa fellers,
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  Speaker 1: Let's stampede, and the music started syin and a wailin
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  Speaker 1: through the hall as a kind of introduction to the
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  Speaker 1: Cowboy's Christmas Ball. The leader was a feller that came
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  Speaker 1: from Swenson's ranch. They called him Windy Billy from Little
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  Speaker 1: dead Man's Branch. His rig was kinder, careless, big spurs
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  Speaker 1: and high heeled boots. He had the reputation that comes
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  Speaker 1: when fellers shoots. His voice was like a bugle upon
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  Speaker 1: the mountain's height. His feet were animated and a mighty
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  Speaker 1: move in sight disabled when he commenced to holler, n now, fellers,
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  Speaker 1: stake your pen and russellem like men, salute your lovely critters.
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  Speaker 1: Niew swing and let em go clinging the grape vine
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  Speaker 1: round him all hands, dough, c dough you mavericks jine
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  Speaker 1: the roundup. Just skip her waterfall. Huh. He was getting
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  Speaker 1: active the Cowboy's Christmas Ball. The boys were tolerable, skittish.
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  Speaker 1: The lady's powerful neat deserved bass Viole's music just got
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  Speaker 1: there with both feet that wailin frisky fiddle, I never
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  Speaker 1: shall forget populate, and Windy kept a singin'. I think
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  Speaker 1: I hear him yet, Oh yes, chase your squirrels and
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  Speaker 1: cut him to one side. Blosser treadwell to the center
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  Speaker 1: with cross p Charlie's bride, Bling's Doc Haullis down the middle,
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  Speaker 1: and Twine the Lady's chain, Narcotics varn Andrew's pen, the
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  Speaker 1: phillies in Big Tea Diamond's train. All pull your freight together, now,
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  Speaker 1: swallow fork and change Big Boston lead the te trail
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  Speaker 1: heard through little Pitchfork's range. Purr round your gentle pussies,
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  Speaker 1: now rope um balance all huh, he was getting active.
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  Speaker 1: The cowboy's Christmas ball the dust riz fast and furious.
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  Speaker 1: We all just galloped round t bug till the scenery
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  Speaker 1: got so giddy that z bar Dick was downed. We
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  Speaker 1: buckled to our partners and told him to hold on,
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  Speaker 1: then shook our hoofs like lightning until the early dawn.
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  Speaker 1: Don't tell me about cotillions or Germans, No, sir, e
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  Speaker 1: that whirl at Anson City just takes the cake with me.
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  Speaker 1: I'm sick of lazy shufflin's of them. I've had my fill.
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  Speaker 1: Frantisek give me a frontier breakdown backed up by Windy
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  Speaker 1: Bill McAllister. Ain't nowhere when Windy leads the show. I've
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  Speaker 1: seen em both in harness, and so I sort or know,
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  Speaker 1: Oh Bill, I shan't forget Yer. And I'll oftentimes recall
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  Speaker 1: interceptions that Lively gaited swore the Cowboy's Christmas Ball