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BIG IRON Marty Robbins
[Am](8) counts... [Em] (2) counts [Am] (1) count
To the [C]town of Agua Fria rode a [Am]stranger one fine day
Hardly [C]spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to [Am]say
No one [F]dared to ask his business no one [C]dared to make a slip
for the stranger there among them had a [Am]big iron on his hip
[F]Big iron on his [C]hip
It was [C]early in the morning when he [Am]rode into the town
He came [C]riding from the south side slowly lookin' all [Am]around
He's an [F]outlaw loose and running came the [C]whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the [Am]big iron on his hip
[F]big iron on his [C]hip
In this [C]town there lived an outlaw by the [Am]name of Texas Red
Many [C]men had tried to take him and that many men were [Am]dead
He was [F]vicious and a killer though a [C]youth of twenty four
And the notches on his pistol numbered [Am]one an nineteen more
[F]One and nineteen [C]more
Now the [C]stranger started talking made it [Am]plain to folks around
Was an [C]Arizona ranger wouldn't be too long in [Am]town
He came [F]here to take an outlaw back [C]alive or maybe dead
And he said it didn't matter he was [Am]after Texas Red
[F]After Texas [C]Red
Wasn't [C]long before the story was rel[Am]ayed to Texas Red
But the [C]outlaw didn't worry men that tried before were [Am]dead
Twenty [F]men had tried to take twenty [C]men had made a slip
Twenty one would be the ranger with the [Am]big iron on his hip
[F]Big iron on his [C]hip
The [C]morning passed so quickly it was [Am]time for them to meet
It was [C]twenty past eleven when they walked out in the [Am]street
Folks were [F]watching from their windows every[C]body held their breath
They knew this handsome ranger was [Am]about to meet his death
[F]About to meet his [C]death
There was [C]forty feet between them when they [Am]stopped to make their play
And the [C]swiftness of the ranger is still talked about to[Am]day
Texas [F]Red had not cleared leather when a [C]bullet fairly ripped
And the rangers aim was deadly with the [Am]big iron on his hip
[F]Big iron on his [C]hip
It was [C]over in a moment and the [Am]folks had gathered round
There [C]before them lay the body of the outlaw on the [Am]ground
Oh he [F]might have gone on living but he [C]made one fatal slip
When he tried to match the ranger with the [Am]big iron on his hip
[F]Big iron on his [C]hip
Big [Am]iron Big [C]iron
When he [C]tried to match the ranger with the [Am]big iron on his hip
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