Big Iron Lyrics - Johnny Cash

To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day 

Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to say 

No one dared to ask his business no one dared to make a slip 

for the stranger there amongst them had a big iron on his hip 

Big iron on his hip 

It was early in the morning when he rode into the town 

He came riding from the south side slowly lookin' all around 

He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip 

And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip 

big iron on his hip 

In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red 

Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead 

He was vicious and a killer though a youth of twenty four 

And the notches on his pistol numbered one an nineteen more 

One and nineteen more 

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Now the stranger started talking made it plain to folks around 

Was an Arizona ranger wouldn't be too long in town 

He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead 

And he said it didn't matter he was after Texas Red 

After Texas Red 

Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas Red 

But the outlaw didn't worry men that tried before were dead 

Twenty men had tried to take twenty men had made a slip 

Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip 

Big iron on his hip 

The morning passed so quickly it was time for them to meet 

It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street 

Folks were watching from their windows every-body held their breath 

They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death 

About to meet his death 

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There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play 

And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about to-day 

Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped 

And the rangers aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip 

Big iron on his hip 

It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round 

There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground 

Oh he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slip 

When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip 

Big iron on his hip 

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