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