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III. 3. COWBOY SONGS |
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a Every time you build a fence" said the oldy grizzled cowpuncher, "you cut a cowboy's throaty for how can a cowboy sing when his life' is passing away?"
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In 1907 Andy Adams, the author of the best story of the cattle trail ever written, said:
"There is such a thing as cowboy music. It is a hybrid between the weird-ness of an Indian cry and the croon of the black mammy. It expresses the open, the prairiey the immutable desert"
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A cowboy's soul ain't zuhite as snow>
But in that far-off cattle land
Me sometimes acted like a man.
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i Oh, slow up, dogies, quit your roving round,
You have wandered and tramped all over the ground, Oh, graze along, dogies, and feed kinda slow, And don't forever be on the go— Oh, move slow, dogies, move slow.
2 I have circle-herded, trail-herded, night-herded, too, But to keep you together, that's what I can't do, My horse is leg-weary and I'm awful tired, But if I let you get away I'm sure to get fired— Bunch up, little dogies, bunch up.
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