Buckboards Poems - Poems about Buckboards

...The road was built by moccasins and hooves, wagon wheels and oxen, then came carriages & Model T’s. A long abused track that once pounded buckboards, and axils winds and curves into an uncerta......

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...Well, here I sit a-sweatin' and a-thinkin' in the hoosegow in old Santa Fe. In the glow of the settin' sun I see the hangin' tree jes' across the way. Folks has come in their buckboards from near a......

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