AmE Am [Verse 1]C Am To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine dayC Am Hardly spoke to folks around him, didn't have too much to sayF C No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to make a slipAm for the stranger there amongst them had a big iron on his hipF C Big iron on his hip [Verse 2]C Am It was early in the morning when he rode into the townC Am He came ridin' from the south side slowly lookin' all aroundF C He's an outlaw loose and runnin' came the whisper from each lipAm And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hipF C big iron on his hip [Verse 3]C Am In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas RedC Am Many men had tried to take him and that many men were deadF C He was vicious and a killer though a youth of twenty fourAm And the notches on his pistol numbered one and nineteen moreF C One and nineteen more [Verse 4]C Am Now the stranger started talking, made it plain to folks aroundC Am Was an Arizona ranger, wouldn't be too long in townF C He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe deadAm And he said it didn't matter, he was after Texas RedF C After Texas Red [Verse 5]C Am Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas RedC Am But the outlaw didn't worry, men that tried before were deadF C Twenty men had tried to take him, twenty men had made a slipAm Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hipF C Big iron on his hip [Verse 6]C Am The morning passed so quickly, it was time for them to meetC Am It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the streetF C Folks were watching from their windows, everybody held their breathAm They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his deathF C About to meet his death [Verse 7]C Am There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their playC Am And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about todayF C Texas Red had not cleared leather 'fore a bullet fairly rippedAm And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hipF C Big iron on his hip [Verse 8]C Am It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered roundC Am There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the groundF C Oh, he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slipAm When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hipF C Big iron on his hip [Outro]F C Big iron, big ironC Am When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hipF C Big iron on his hip
Big Iron
Marty Robbins
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