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Show entered into much wider circulation and has been perpetuated in much the same way as were many of the songs collected at an early date by Lomax. For a complete explanation of the stories behind the characters and incidents related in this poem, read Hector Lee's article "Blue Mountain in Song and Saga" in The Family Heritage Magazine, August 1979, Vol. 2, No. 4. BLUE MOUNTAIN My home it was in Texas, My past you must not know; I seek a refuge from the law Where the sage and pifion grow. REFRAIN: Blue Mountain, you're azure deep, Blue Mountain, with sides so steep, Blue Mountain with horse head on your side You have won my love to keep. For the brand "LC" I ride And the sleeper calves on the side, I'll own the "Hip-Side-and-Shoulder" when I grow older "Zapitaro, don't tan my hide!" I chum with Latigo Gordon, I drink at the Blue Goose Saloon, I dance at night with the Mormon girls And ride home beneath the moon. I trade at Mon's store With bullet holes in the door; His calico treasure my horse can measure When I'm drunk and feeling sore. Yarn Gallus with his long rope, Doc Few-Clothes without any soap, In the little green valley have made their sally, And for Slick there's still some hope. In the summer time it's fine In the winter the wind doth whine, But say, dear brother, if you want a mother There's Ev on the old chuck line. 22 Cowboy Poetry From Utah |
