Gather 'round cowboys I'll tell you a tale

A story that's hard to be told

Of a trick ridin' cowgril we loved and we called

The queen of the big roder



Wherever she went she was always acclaimed

As the greatest of trick ridin' girls

Perfection and beauty were her's all alone

She was strickly the best in the world



Cowboys and cowgirls remarked of her charm

And a smile that brightened the world

Admired and chosen by many a man

As the best of the trick ridin' girls



One night in Houston the crowd was so big

There was forty-five thousand or more

She had just about finished her act for the night

One more trick the crowd waited for



A dangerous trick at the horse's full speed

A trick that had never been tried

Cowboys and cowgirls both knew if she failed

If she fell she could easily die



The ride was perfection and almost complete

Suddenly somethin' went wrong

The sinch gave away and she lost control

And at full speed she fell to the ground



Not one muscle moved as she lay where she fell

She's unconscious, one bronc buster said

But the doctor removed any doubt from our minds

When he said, the young cowgirl was dead



Not one livin' soul in the crowd made a move

They all knew that somethin' was wrong

As they took her away from the place where she lay

They knew the young cowgirl was gone



Cowboys just stood there with hats in their hands

Their heads were bowed ever so low

Not one eye was dry as we whispered, goodbye

To the queen of the big rodeo