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Big Iron
by Marty Robbins
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 make a slip
The stranger there among them had a big iron on his hip
It was early in the morning when he rode into the
town.
He came riding from the southside and slowly looked around
He's an outlaw loose and running came a whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with 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, 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
Now the stranger started talking made it plain to
folks around
he was an Arizona Ranger wouldn't be too long in town
He was there to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead
And he said it didn't matter that he was 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
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 stranger was about to meet his death
There was forty 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
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 ig iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
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