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[Capo: 4] [Intro] Am E Am [Verse 1]
To the tCown of Agua Fria rode a Amstranger one fine day Hardly sCpoke to folks around him, didn't have too much to sAmay No one dFared to ask his business, no one dCared to make a slip for the stranger there amongst them had a bAmig iron on his hip BFig iron on his hCip
[Verse 2]
It was eCarly in the morning when he Amrode into the town He came rCidin' from the south side slowly lookin' all aAmround He's an oFutlaw loose and runnin' came the wChisper from each lip And he's here to do some business with the bAmig iron on his hip bFig iron on his hCip
[Verse 3]
In this tCown there lived an outlaw by the Amname of Texas Red Many mCen had tried to take him and that many men were dAmead He was vFicious and a killer though a yCouth of twenty four And the notches on his pistol numbered oAmne and nineteen more OFne and nineteen mCore
[Verse 4]
Now the sCtranger started talking, made it Amplain to folks around Was an ACrizona ranger, wouldn't be too long in tAmown He came hFere to take an outlaw back aClive or maybe dead And he said it didn't matter, he was aAmfter Texas Red AFfter Texas RCed
[Verse 5]
Wasn't loCng before the story was reAmlayed to Texas Red But the oCutlaw didn't worry, men that tried before were dAmead Twenty mFen had tried to take him, twenty mCen had made a slip Twenty one would be the ranger with the bAmig iron on his hip BFig iron on his hCip
[Verse 6]
The mCorning passed so quickly, it was Amtime for them to meet It was tCwenty past eleven when they walked out in the sAmtreet Folks were wFatching from their windows, everybCody held their breath They knew this handsome ranger was aAmbout to meet his death AFbout to meet his dCeath
[Verse 7]
There was fCorty feet between them when they Amstopped to make their play And the sCwiftness of the ranger is still talked about todAmay Texas RFed had not cleared leather 'fore a bCullet fairly ripped And the ranger's aim was deadly with the bAmig iron on his hip BFig iron on his hCip
[Verse 8]
It was oCver in a moment and the Amfolks had gathered round There bCefore them lay the body of the outlaw on the gAmround Oh, he mFight have gone on living but he mCade one fatal slip When he tried to match the ranger with the bAmig iron on his hip BFig iron on his hCip
[Outro]
Big iFron, big Ciron When he tCried to match the ranger with the bAmig iron on his hip BFig iron on his hCip