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LAMENT, THE 348
OLD TIME COWBOY 365
ONLY A COWBOY 124
PECOS QUEEN, THE 369
PINTO 340
POOR LONESOME COWBOY 32
PRISONER FOR LIFE, A 200
RAILROAD CORRAL, THE 318
RAMBLING BAY 397
RAMBLING COWBOY, THE 244
RANGE RIDERS, THE 269
RATTLESNAKE--A RANCH HAYING SONG 315
RIPPING TRIP, A 407
ROAD TO COOK'S PEAK 388
ROOT HOG OR DIE 254
ROSIN THE BOW 280
ROUNDED UP IN GLORY 393
SAM BASS 149
SHANTY BOY, THE 252
SILVER JACK 332
SIOUX INDIANS 56
SKEW-BALL BLACK, THE 243
SONG OF THE "METIS" TRAPPER, THE 320
STATE OF ARKANSAW, THE 226
SWEET BETSY FROM PIKE 258
TAIL PIECE 326
TEXAS COWBOY, THE 229
TOP HAND 373
TEXAS RANGERS 44
TRAIL TO MEXICO, THE 132
U.S.A. RECRUIT, THE 249
UTAH CARROLL 66
WARS OF GERMANY, THE 204
WAY DOWN IN MEXICO 314
WESTWARD HO 37
WHEN THE WORK IS DONE THIS FALL 53
WHOOPEE-TI-YI-YO, GIT ALONG LITTLE DOGIES 87
WHOSE OLD COW 362
WILD ROVERS 383
WINDY BILL 381
U-S-U RANGE 92
YOUNG CHARLOTTIE 239
YOUNG COMPANIONS 81
ZEBRA DUN, THE 154

INTRODUCTION
It is now four or five years since my attention was called to the collection of native American ballads from the Southwest, already begun by Professor Lomax. At that time, he seemed hardly to appreciate their full value and importance. To my colleague, Professor G.L. Kittredge, probably the most eminent authority on folk-song in America, this value and importance appeared as indubitable as it appeared to me. We heartily joined in encouraging the work, as a real contribution both to literature and to learning. The present volume is the first published result of these efforts.
The value and importance of the work seems to me double. One phase of it is perhaps too highly special ever to be popular. Whoever has begun the inexhaustibly fascinating study of popular song and literature--of the nameless poetry which vigorously lives through the centuries--must be perplexed by the necessarily conjectural opinions concerning its origin and development held by various and disputing scholars. When songs were made in times and terms which for centuries have been not living facts but facts of remote history or tradition, it is impossible to be sure quite how they begun, and by quite what means they sifted through the centuries into the forms at last securely theirs, in the final rigidity of print. In this collection of American ballads, almost if not quite uniquely, it is possible to trace the precise manner in which songs and cycles of song--obviously analogous to those surviving from older and antique times--have come into being. The facts which are still available concerning the ballads of our own Southwest are such as should go far to prove, or to disprove, many of the theories advanced concerning the laws of literature as evinced in the ballads of the old world.
Such learned matter as this, however, is not so surely within my province, who have made no technical study of literary origins, as is the other consideration which made me feel, from my first knowledge of these ballads, that they are beyond dispute valuable and important. In the ballads of the old world, it is not historical or philological considerations which most readers care for. It is the wonderful, robust vividness of their artless yet supremely true utterance; it is the natural vigor of their surgent, unsophisticated human rhythm. It is the sense, derived one can hardly explain how, that here is expression straight from the heart of humanity; that here is something like the sturdy root from which the finer, though not always more lovely, flowers of polite literature have sprung. At times when we yearn for polite grace, ballads may seem rude; at times when polite grace seems tedious, sophisticated, corrupt, or mendacious, their very rudeness refreshes us with a new sense of brimming life. To compare the songs collected by Professor Lomax with the immortalities of olden time is doubtless like comparing the literature of America with that of all Europe together. Neither he nor any of us would pretend these verses to be of supreme power and beauty. None the less, they seem to me, and to many who have had a glimpse of them, sufficiently powerful, and near enough beauty, to give us some such wholesome and enduring pleasure as comes from work of this kind proved and acknowledged to be masterly.
What I mean may best be implied, perhaps, by a brief statement of fact. Four or five years ago, Professor Lomax, at my request, read some of these ballads to one of my classes at Harvard, then engaged in studying the literary history of America. From that hour to the present, the men who heard these verses, during the cheerless progress of a course of study, have constantly spoken of them and written of them, as of something sure to linger happily in memory. As such I commend them to all who care for the native poetry of America.
BARRETT WENDELL. Nahant, Massachusetts, July 11, 1910.

COLLECTOR'S NOTE
Out in the wild, far-away places of the big and still unpeopled