Big Iron

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To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day
 Hardly spoke to folks around him, didn't have too much to say
 No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to make a slip
 The stranger there among them had a big iron on his hip
 Big iron on his hip
 It was early in the morning when he rode into the town
 He came riding from the south side, slowly looking all around
 He's an outlaw loose and running, came a whisper from each lip
 And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
 Big iron on his hip
 In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
 Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead
 He was vicious and a killer, though a youth of twenty four
 And the notches on his pistol numbered one and nineteen more
 One and nineteen more
 Now the stranger started talking, made it plain to folks around
 He was an Arizonia Ranger, wouldn't be too long in town
 He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead
 And he said it didn't matter that he was after Texas Red
 After Texas Red
 Wasn't long before this story was relayed to Texas Red
 But the outlaw didn't worry, men that tried before were dead
 Twenty men had tried to take him, twenty men had made a slip
 Twenty one would be the Ranger with the big iron on his hip
 Big iron on his hip
 Now the morning passed so quickly and it was time for them to meet
 It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street
 Folks were watching from their windows, everybody held their breath
 They knew this handsome Ranger was about to meet his death
 About to meet his death
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 There was twenty feet between them when they stopped to make their play
 And the swiftness of the Ranger is still talked about today
 Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped
 And the Ranger's aim was deadly, with the big iron on his hip
 Big iron on his hip
 It was over in a moment and the crowd all gathered 'round
 There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
 Oh, he might have went on living but he made one fatal slip
 When he tried to match the Ranger with the big iron on his hip
 Big iron on his hip
 Big iron, big iron
 When he tried to match the Ranger with the big iron on his hip
 Big iron on his hip
 

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Duration
04:29
Tempo
114 BPM

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