Cowboy Farewells

by Ken Baake

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released June 19, 2016

Cover photo of painting
William Herbert Dunton
The Day Herder, 1913

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Ken Baake Lubbock, Texas

Ken was born in Baltimore in 1955. He grew up hearing everyone from Johnny Mercer and Ray Charles to the Beatles on the family hi-fi, with a usual Saturday encore of Wagner's operas. Ken has degrees in English and economics and a background in journalism. He is currently an associate professor of English at Texas Tech, teaching classes in rhetoric. ... more

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Track Name: Sam Dragga Ethos
Sam Dragga Ethos

Sung to “Red River Valley”
Lyrics by Ken Baake

From this program they say you are going
We will miss your calm presence and style
For they say you are taking the ethics.
That has kept us fair minded all the while.

Chorus periodically after verses

Come and watch the dust blowing one last time.
Outside windows lined with pigeon poop.
And steer one last colleague to tenure.
Jumping through all the peer review hoops.

Oh they say you are now on the left coast.
It ain’t Texas, but it will have to do.
But the politics aren’t so entertaining
And the traffic must be a real zoo.

We remember that time when you were leading.
And the department was one unruly herd.
Professors stampeding with the thunder
You calmed them with your steady words.

For editing, you really are quite famous.
In and out in less than a week.
Your student diss advice is priceless.
For exactly what they need to tweak.

A diplomat of TCR you have been
Off to China and off to Qatar, too.
Linking cultures and thoughtful scholars.
Human contact comes naturally to you.

Oh they say you are now on the left coast.
It ain’t Texas, but it will have to do.
But the politics they aren’t so entertaining
And the traffic must be a real zoo.

Oh come to the conference one last time.
Your presence brings class and dignity.
And no matter who gives the presentation
Your support it is copious and free.

From these plains they say you are going
We will miss your calm presence and good will
For they say you are taking an ethos.
That is most impossible to fill.
Track Name: Get Along Joyce Carter
Get along Joyce Carter

Sung to “Get Along Little Dogies”

Lyrics by Ken Baake


As I was preparing one morning for teaching.
I spied a colleague just reading a tome.
Her golden locks hanging down on her forehead.
And argument theory was filling her dome.

Chorus after each verse
Whoopee ti yi yo, get along Joyce Carter
It's our misfortune and none of your own.
Whoopee ti yi yo get along Joyce Carter
I reckon Little Rock gonna be your new home.

Daedalus was a brand that you used to ride for.
With software outlaws like Freddy the Kid.
A writing program that changed composition.
A new pedagogy, that’s just what you did.

Of doc exam queries, dissertation defenses
Your fame has spread both far and wide.
A cocked brow, a pause and then comes the question
That sets student brains stampeding inside.

Well it's early in the morning when Joyce goes a flyin'
Checks the gas line, the prop, and the wings.
And off we sail, right into the sunset
Or a tornado, it's all the same thing.

Well the 4Cs ranch, it needed a trail boss
And Joyce was our drover, that’s plain to see.
“Making,” “Disrupting,” and “Innovating”
Professors applauded right out of their seats

A UX lab, at Tech it’s a given
And likewise, we have an online PhD.
But Joyce that old wrangler she started it all.
And made it run so effortlessly.

“Gone to Texas” is what they did once say.
As settlers headed on off to the West.
But Joyce chose the trail back where it came from.
And we are losing one our best.