The Rangers Command (Ola Belle Reed, Woody Guthrie)

There was a little girlie who lived on the plain
She would help me herd cattle in the slow, steady rain
She would help me herd cattle the whole year and roundup
She would take a drink with me from a cold, bitter cup

taught her my cow trade and a rangers command
How to use a six shooter in each of her hands
How to use a six shooter and never to run
Long as she had a bullet or a load in her gun

Now, the Indians broke on us in the midst of the night We arose from our warm bed those Indians to fight Now, loud roared the thunder and down poured the rain
In came a stray bullet and it dashed out her brain

I hopped in my saddle with a gun in each hand
Come all ye gay cowboys, let's win this fair land
Come all ye gay cowboys for tonight we may die
The redskins have murdered my own darling wife