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A Boy and a TrainI don't know the date, but I was seven or eight / When we moved from the Midwest plains / To the Cascade Range, where the foothills boast
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Sep 24, 2010
Achieving Inner PeaceI found a book of wisdom / And read it through and through / To learn about a way of life
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Sep 26, 2010
A downtown Bar in DenverI met her for the first time at a downtown bar in Denver / On a Friday night while sipping Shiner beer. / We drank and danced and mingled and she told me she lived single,
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Jul 31, 2011
Grandmas Talking DogGrandma had a clever dog; / She raised him from a pup. / And when he learned that he could talk
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Sep 24, 2010
I am LakhotaIn the bygone time, of an age sublime, in the long of long ago, / by means arcane, which I can’t explain, I once lived by knife and bow. / Though I can’t forswear in truth my tale; it is woven out of dreams,
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Jul 28, 2011
ImaginationWhen I was a child I would watch the sky / And see the clouds go rolling by. / And as I looked I would try to find
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Sep 22, 2010
I Remember Tom DooleyThey caught Tom Dooley in my backyard when I / was only ten. / The posse rode in fast and hard
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Sep 24, 2010
LegendsWhen the wind whispers o'er the prairie / When the grass swells like the tide / When old leathers mew as they tend to do
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Jul 28, 2011
MarieIn a land where the sun’s always shining, / On an isle where young hearts should be free, / In a hut made of grass waits a lady,
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Sep 21, 2010
Mystery At Fort Peck DamOn the dusty slopes where there's still cowpokes, where there's yet more sky than land, / In the Big Sky State, back in thirty-eight, they were hiring at Fort Peck Dam. / In the open skies where I get my highs, past the spill-way and the fort,
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Sep 23, 2010
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