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.