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Best Famous Cowboy Poems

Here is a collection of the all-time best famous Cowboy poems. This is a select list of the best famous Cowboy poetry. Reading, writing, and enjoying famous Cowboy poetry (as well as classical and contemporary poems) is a great past time. These top poems are the best examples of cowboy poems.

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by Ellis Parker Butler | |

When Ida Puts Her Armor On

 The Cowboy had a sterling heart,
The Maiden was from Boston,
The Rancher saw his wealth depart—
The Steers were what he lost on.
The Villain was a banker’s limb, His spats and cane were nifty; The Maiden needs must marry him— Her father was not thrifty.
The Sheepmen were as foul as pitch, The Cowboy was a hero, The gold mine made the hero rich, The Villain’s score was zero.
The Sheepmen tried to steal the maid, The Villain sought the attic, The Hero fifteen bad men slayed With his blue automatic.
The Hero kissed the willing lass, The final scene was snappy; The Villain went to Boston, Mass.
, And everyone was happy.


by Carl Sandburg | |

Band Concert

 BAND concert public square Nebraska city.
Flowing and circling dresses, summer-white dresses.
Faces, flesh tints flung like sprays of cherry blossoms.
And gigglers, God knows, gigglers, rivaling the pony whinnies of the Livery Stable Blues.
Cowboy rags and nigger rags.
And boys driving sorrel horses hurl a cornfield laughter at the girls in dresses, summer-white dresses.
Amid the cornet staccato and the tuba oompa, gigglers, God knows, gigglers daffy with life’s razzle dazzle.
Slow good-night melodies and Home Sweet Home.
And the snare drummer bookkeeper in a hardware store nods hello to the daughter of a railroad conductor—a giggler, God knows, a giggler—and the summer-white dresses filter fanwise out of the public square.
The crushed strawberries of ice cream soda places, the night wind in cottonwoods and willows, the lattice shadows of doorsteps and porches, these know more of the story.