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Big Iron  Marty Robbins

Date: Sat, 07 Oct 1995 04:51:18 GMT
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BIG IRON
Am...Em...Am
To the t[C]own of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine d[Am]ay
Hardly s[C]poke to folks around him didn't have too much to s[Am]ay
No one d[F]ared to ask his business no one d[C]ared to make a slip
for the stranger there amongst them had a b[Am]ig iron on his hip
B[F]ig iron on his h[C]ip
It was e[C]arly in the morning when he rode into the t[Am]own
He came r[C]iding from the south side slowly lookin' all a[Am]round
He's an o[F]utlaw loose and running came the w[C]hisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the b[Am]ig iron on his hip
b[F]ig iron on his h[C]ip
In this t[C]own there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas R[Am]ed
Many m[C]en had tried to take him and that many men were d[Am]ead
He was v[F]icious and a killer though a y[C]outh of twenty four
And the notches on his pistol numbered o[Am]ne an nineteen more
O[F]ne and nineteen m[C]ore
Now the s[C]tranger started talking made it plain to folks a[Am]round
Was an A[C]rizona ranger wouldn't be too long in t[Am]own
He came h[F]ere to take an outlaw back a[C]live or maybe dead
And he said it didn't matter he was a[Am]fter Texas Red
A[F]fter Texas R[C]ed
Wasn't lo[C]ng before the story was relayed to Texas Re[Am]d
But the o[C]utlaw didn't worry men that tried before were d[Am]ead
Twenty m[F]en had tried to take twenty m[C]en had made a slip
Twenty one would be the ranger with the b[Am]ig iron on his hip
B[F]ig iron on his h[C]ip
The m[C]orning passed so quickly it was time for them to m[Am]eet
It was t[C]wenty past eleven when they walked out in the s[Am]treet
Folks were w[F]atching from their windows every-b[C]ody held their breath
They knew this handsome ranger was a[Am]bout to meet his death
A[F]bout to meet his d[C]eath
There was f[C]orty feet between them when they stopped to make their
p[Am]lay
And the s[C]wiftness of the ranger is still talked about to-d[Am]ay
Texas R[F]ed had not cleared leather when a b[C]ullet fairly ripped
And the rangers aim was deadly with the b[Am]ig iron on his hip
B[F]ig iron on his h[C]ip
It was o[C]ver in a moment and the folks had gathered r[Am]ound
There b[C]efore them lay the body of the outlaw on the g[Am]round
Oh he m[F]ight have gone on living but he m[C]ade one fatal slip
When he tried to match the ranger with the b[Am]ig iron on his hip
B[F]ig iron on his h[C]ip
Big iron Big iron
When he t[C]ried to match the ranger with the b[Am]ig iron on his hip
Ray From Sussex England

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