The Ballad of Daisy Crockett

He was born on a mountaintop and so was she,

Scrappiest gal you could ever hope to see,

He kilt him a b'ar and so did she,

He was like cheddar, and she was like brie.

Daisy, Daisy Crockett, queen of the mild frontier.

He wore a coonskin, and she wore squirrel,

But hers was alive, she was that kind of girl,

Ever' word she spoke was diamond and pearl

And if she'd never done it, she'd give it a whirl!

Daisy, Daisy Crockett, queen of the mild frontier.

He fought with the Injuns and she did, too,

He whipped the Creeks and she whipped the Sioux

A big misunderstanding, a day they'd rue,

She's a Boone to mankind, but she Fessed up, too.

Daisy, Daisy Crockett, queen of the mild frontier.

She wore fancy nylons to ride the range,

He wore buckskin, they both sound strange,

Shouldn't he ride a horse and she take the stage?

The cowboys thought so, and she was all the rage.

Daisy, Daisy Crockett, queen of the mild frontier.

That day finally come when they was wed,

They settled down on their honeymoon bed;

"Let's have us some chillun," Daisy said,

He knew what she meant and commenced blushing red.

Daisy, Daisy Crockett, queen of the mild frontier.

She moved down to Texas with her new beau,

Moved just across the border from Mexico;

Up come Santa Anna and he had to go,

"Just remember gal, we had the Al-a-mo."

Daisy, Daisy Crockett, queen of the mild frontier.

So Daisy was a widow at twenty-four,

But she was a woman, you should hear her roar!

She's the kind of woman cowpokes adore,

She'll take your six shooter and come back for more.

Daisy, Daisy Crockett, queen of the mild frontier.

Daisy, Daisy Crockett, queen of the mild frontier.