National Cowboy Poetry Gathering: Andy Hedges and "The Red Cow"

www.westernfolk... - Texas cowboy poet and musician Andy Hedges recites "The Red Cow" by Larry McWhorter at the 28th National Cowboy Poetry Gathering in Elko, Nevada.

[@makelifematter1896]

Makes me a wanta be I love writing poetry but can't come close to these Cowboys ..miss Baxter Black you all keep his legacy carrying on❤❤❤I got to meet him 2 times what a humble gentleman him and also his wife so kind like you were someone they knew❤❤

[@kenfinlayson8570]

Cowboys love Freedom and love those that have it. That includes cows!

[@kari4225]

I hoped so

[@buckbuchanan4902]

I grew up in Manitou Springs Colorado, at the foot of the Ute pass, and I love old west / cowboy poetry. I wrote a funny cowboy poem a while back that is about as long as this one. I called it The Man They Couldn't Kill. I've only shared it with a handful of people, but they seemed to like it, or were just being kind.

[@healinginspirationsbyannie8857]

Love this Andy, you are a blessing, and an amazing Poet!

[@dellamoore9270]

That was awesome. Well done. Thank you.

[@Pfarley]

Gah-ally Andy! At Gad, you are an interviewer, a poet, an inspiration and funny to boot. If you are ever in Eastern Montana, you got a place to stay on the ranch. We have a spare acre or two for you for a few days

[@karenjenkins4473]

I love this andy ya did a great job cowboy

[@dcgilleland]

Potna, Larry & Frankie would be PROUD! You done good!

[@jamessnipes8303]

Wonderful job Andy

[@kari4225]

Love love love good poetry

[@williamcabell142]

The GREAT American Cowboy! It don’t get better then bein a Cowpoke!

[@TheRealMycanthrope]

This is amazing

[@mustangmadd3172]

That was a good story, honestly probably true

[@kari4225]

Oh the humble drink I know it well.

[@scruffy281]

Awesome...❤️

[@Pyrethryn]

No Dalton Wilcox?

[@jmiller1977]

To many Coincidences to be faked, very likely real , but I

[@tyrandolph5465]

Not one of the audience members understood the weight of the line "OH I could pen her, but then could I sleep?" Nothing funny about that line. The Man that wrote this poem was in tears when thinking it up, dreading the moment he brought that Ole cow into the lot to end her hard earned freedom and see that look of defeat in her eyes. Like he said, she was one of the last of her kind, and I , like him, hope that Ole gal never did see the inside of a pen