I once knew a maiden who lived on the plain,

voiceCollected by Merlin Mitchell Transcribed by Kyle Perrin Fred High Reel 8 Item 2 High, Ark. February 20, 1950 The Ranger's Command I once knew a maiden who lived on the plain, She had made to(?) her cattle though(?) ••• a rain, She had merry(?) one whole season, one whole year's round-up, She would drink red liquor from a cold butter cup. I learned her the cow trade, the ranger's command, I learned her to handle six-shooters in right or left hand. I learned her the cow trade, and never to run, And never fear danger while a b ullet's in a gun. We camped in a canyon in the fall of the year, We camped in a canyon with a bunch of fat steers . The Indians broke in on us at the dead hours of night, She rose from her warm bed a battle to fight . Then, out roared the thunder, and down come the rain, Along come a bullet and crushed out her brain. Now, rise, you cowboys, let's fight for her life, For these wretched red-skins have murdered my wife .Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation