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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 lookin' all around
"He's an outlaw loose and runnin" came a whisper from each lip
"And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip"
"The 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 talkin' made it plain to folks around
Was an Arizona 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, 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
Well, the morning passed so quickly, it was time for them to meet
It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street
Folks were watchin' from the windows, everybody held their breath
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death
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 'fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly, with the big iron on his hip
The big iron on his hip
It was over in a moment, and the folks had gathered 'round
There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
Though he might have went on livin', 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
The big iron on his hip
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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 lookin' all around "He's an outlaw loose and runnin" came a whisper from each lip "And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip" "The 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 talkin' made it plain to folks around Was an Arizona 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, 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 Well, the morning passed so quickly, it was time for them to meet It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street Folks were watchin' from the windows, everybody held their breath They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death 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 'fore a bullet fairly ripped And the ranger's aim was deadly, with the big iron on his hip The big iron on his hip It was over in a moment, and the folks had gathered 'round There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground Though he might have went on livin', 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 The big iron on his hip
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