Big Iron Marty Robbins
BIG IRON
|D |Em
To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day
|D Em
Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to say
G |D
No one dared to ask his business no one dared to make a slip
|Em
for the stranger there amongst them had a big iron on his hip
|G |D
Big iron on his hip
|D Em
It was early in the morning when he rode into the town
|D |Em
He came riding from the south side slowly lookin' all around
|G |D
He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
|Em
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
|G |D
big iron on his hip
|D Em
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
|D |Em
Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead
|G |D
He was vicious and a killer though a youth of twenty four
|Em
And the notches on his pistol numbered one an nineteen more
|G |D
One and nineteen more
|D |Em
Now the stranger started talking made it plain to folks around
|D |Em
Was an Arizona ranger wouldn't be too long in town
|G |D
He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead
|Em
And he said it didn't matter he was after Texas Red
|G |D
After Texas Red
|D |Em
Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas Red
|D |Em
But the outlaw didn't worry men that tried before were dead
|G D
Twenty men had tried to take him twenty men had made a slip
|Em
Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip
|G |D
Big iron on his hip
|D |Em
The morning passed so quickly it was time for them to meet
|D |Em
It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street
|G |D
Folks were watching from their windows every-body held their breath
|Em
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death
|G |D
About to meet his death
|D
There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their
[Em]play
|D |Em
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about to-day
|G |D
Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped
|Em
And the rangers aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
|G |D
Big iron on his hip
|D |Em
It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round
|D |Em
There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
|G |D
Oh he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slip
|Em
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
|G |D
Big iron on his hip
[Em]Big iron B[D]ig iron
|D |Em
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
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