Dogies Poems - Poems about Dogies

... He sings a lullaby under the stars; dreamland awaits them in grim abattoirs. Git along, little dogies; cowboy’s warding off bogies, crossing the plains to those last cattle cars. ———......

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...I heard tell some folks think cowboys built the West. The only thing I know for sure is I always did my best to give a man a good days work for an honest wage ridin' among tumbleweeds and dried br......

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...Now its purty well knowed that cowpokes prefer to ride a horse, An' movin' pitchers show 'em astride prancin' horses of course. But Hank, a cow-puncher fer many years ain't like th' usual pack; He......

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...Slim's cowboy hat warn't no fancy Stetson, that's fer shore! He'd paid five smackeroos fer it in a Sears 'n' Roebuck store. But it served him jes as well through his cowboyin' years, Roundin' up, ......

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...His skin like the patina of worn out leather, burnt and cracked from many hours in the sun. Across the wide plains in the hot Texas weather, he rode tall in the saddle to get the job done. Nort......

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...When all the wranglin' chores was done and the sun settled in the west, The cowboys was lollin' about the campfire savorin' much needed rest. From early dawn they'd branded dogies and herded cantan......

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...Cowboy Howdy the Clown still goes To town with ten little shoes on his toes Purple hair and a square blue nose Ten grey flowers for Cimarron Rose An itty bitty teeny weeny cowboy hat Vaquero ch......

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...Hank lounged on the bunkhouse porch tossin' back some beers, Watchin' the sunset and reminiscin' about his cowboyin' years. He peered at the sun 'twixt the pointy toes of his shabby boots Pr......

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...Hank had cowboyed and rodeoed fer nigh on forty years, Ridin' in sleet, rain and snow a-herdin' cantankerous steers. His hide was tough as leather and his legs was slightly bowed, But brandin' dog......

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...Hank was a hard workin' cowpoke who really earned his meager pay. He rode his ass Old Red from early dawn 'til at night he hit the hay, Fixin' fences, ropin' steers and brandin' dogies in the old c......

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...When cowboys sprawl 'round the camp fire after the days work is done, They strum guitars and tootle harmonicas and sing to have fun. Real cowboys don't sing Honky-Tonk or She Done Me Wrong stuff. ......

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...He crawled from his bunk stiflin' a hearty yawn. His work began each day at the very crack of dawn. He donned his jeans, chaps and old slouch hat, Pulled on his cowboy boots and strapped on his gat! ......

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...I reckon to us city dudes an' ordinary blokes it seems somewhat strange, But a cowpoke an' his horse become pards when ridin' the lonely range! Pausin' fer a roll-yer-own under a ponderosa after a ......

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...ah the rockin rolling seat , dem bowlaigs sure hard to beat, when ya poking them ol dogies , heading home and life is sweet, when the cattle are a grazing , and the sun is setting low, an ......

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..."I've rode the range now fer nigh on sixty years, Brandin' dogies and ropin' them wily Hereford steers. When I come to the end of the trail, I don't want no big scenes. Boys, jes' wrap me in my ho......

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