Here is one actually written by Jack Thorp from his 2nd edition Songs of the Cowboys. This is one I sing as mentioned in another thread in this forum. Jack was telling of a very fundamental part of the cowboy diet. FRIJOLE BEANSES By N. Howard Thorp 1919 I've cooked you in the strongest gypsum water; I've boiled you up in water made of snow; I've eaten you above the Arctic Circle, I've chewed on you in southern Mexico. In the camp-fire, on the stove, or in the oven, "Or buried in the ashes overnight, You've saved my life on more than one occasion — Oh, frijole bean, you're simply out of sight. Of course you know, as far as one's digestion Is concerned, you'd ever break it plumb in two Without a single moment's hesitation — Least that's the reputation given you. Well here's to your health, you little brown frijole, Your health I'll pledge and by you always stand; You're eaten by the rich and by the lowly, You're an outlawed product of our Western land. Oh, little bean about you's such a savor, Such a muchness, such a taste that you have got; A particularly satisfying flavor When we've added sow and chile to the pot. Then good-bye, my little pard, I hate to leave you, You've been with me on many a long hike; So I 'll eat the last of you that is in the skillet, Then saddle up old buck and hit the pike.
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