Antone Poems - Poems about Antone

...BLACKLAND PRAIRIE From Red River down to San Antone, The Blackland Prairie’s all but gone— Scoured clean by progress, tilled and torn, By “civilized” greed, excess born, A plundered la......

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...In Texas we have our heroes, And of them we’re mighty proud— There’s the Alamo in San Antone, Where our cannons spoke out loud. We’re proud to be called Texans, We’re proud to be called free; ......

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...The rig rolled through Laredo On the road to San Antone, Its eighteen wheels of commerce Headed north from parts unknown. The shipping costs all paid to Their coyote chaperones. The pla......

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...It was dusty, dry and endless Stretched beneath an empty sky From horizon to horizon Where the turkey buzzards fly, Like a landscape meant to warn you Just how far a man can fall. Except for ......

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...Racist poets they emerge in a surge hating the white race San Antonio who cares anyone can walk across the great ships built by vikings as big as the rio grand when racist poets from san antonio a sl......

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...Racist poets they emerge in a surge hating the white race San Antonio who cares anyone can walk across the great ships built by vikings as big as the rio grand when racist poets from san antonio a sl......

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...I found myself in San Antone wonderin' who these cowboys are. I am not anything like them - I choose not to wander alone. Some say I came here on a whim. Deep inside I do not know why. It will......

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...I've never been where they've been Oh, I've been to Dallas And I've been down to San Antone Even seen a palace But those old men there on that bench Have a laugh I ain't got And there's a twi......

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...He played guitar in a Texas tavern - Could have been famous but for her brown eyes. He loved her more than his music could tell. He smiled and played while he swallowed her lies. There came a t......

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...Look out my window, I'm always going somewhere Denver Colorado, San Antone, got a lot of friends there This old cowboy heart, she called me Lucky Seven I've journeyed so far but it's a long long w......

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...I’m on my way to the big time, But first, a road trip with my friend. We’ll drive through the desert, rain or shine And make memories that’ll last ‘til the end. I know exactly where I’m headed,......

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...In the winter of eighteen thirty-six the historic siege began. The Mexicans went three thousand strong with Santa Anna in command. The Texians defending the mission numbered one hundred eighty-two ......

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...Pleae tell me how to get home Which way does this old trail bend Had a little drink with some fellers I know And I lost my way my friend I have rode this way before Still it don't look right t......

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...She told me to meet her by the river Down in the gentle streets of San Antone I had a young cowboy's love to give her Now I stand here in the rain all alone She has a heart of purest gold they ......

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...Pa laid there in that white sheet bed and looked around for Ma He knew his time was runnin' out and he just scratched his jaw He looked at me and said, "Well, son, looks like my time is done. "I'm......

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