Steve Goodman - Big Iron lyrics
[Steve Goodman - Big Iron lyrics]
To the town of Agua Fria
Rode a stranger one fine day
Hardly spoke to folks around him
Didn't have a lot to say
No one dared to ask his business
No one dared to make a slip
The stranger there among them
Had a big iron on his hip
A big iron on his hip
It was early in the mornin'
When he rode into the town
He was ridin' out of the south side
Slowly lookin' all around
He's an outlaw loose and runnin'
That's the whisper on each lip
And he's here to do some business
With the big iron on his hip
With the big iron on his hip
Pretty soon the stranger talked
And made it plain to folks around
He was an Arizona Ranger
And wouldn't be too long in town
He'd come 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
In that town there lived an outlaw
By the name of Texas Red
But the outlaw didn't worry
Men that tried before were dead
Red was vicious and a killer
Though a youth of twenty four
And the notches on his pistol
Numbered one and nineteen more
One and nineteen more
Well the morning passed so quickly
And it was time for them to meet
It was twenty after eleven
When they walked out in the street
Folks was watching out of their
Windows, and everybody held their breath
They knew that handsome Ranger
Was about to meet his death
About to meet his death
There was forty feet between them
When they stopped to make their play
And the swiftness of the Ranger
Is still spoken of today
Texas Red had not cleared leather
When a bullet fairly ripped
And the Ranger's aim was deadly
With the big iron on his hip
The big iron on his hip
When the dust had cleared the
People gathered all around
There before them was the body of
The outlaw on the ground
He could have gone on livin' but
He made a fatal slip
He tried to stop an Arizona Ranger with
A big iron on his hip big iron on his hip
Big iron, big iron
He tried to stop a Ranger with
A big iron on his hip
Yippee I yay yippee I O big iron on his hip
Rode a stranger one fine day
Hardly spoke to folks around him
Didn't have a lot to say
No one dared to ask his business
No one dared to make a slip
The stranger there among them
Had a big iron on his hip
A big iron on his hip
It was early in the mornin'
When he rode into the town
He was ridin' out of the south side
Slowly lookin' all around
He's an outlaw loose and runnin'
That's the whisper on each lip
And he's here to do some business
With the big iron on his hip
With the big iron on his hip
Pretty soon the stranger talked
And made it plain to folks around
He was an Arizona Ranger
And wouldn't be too long in town
He'd come 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
In that town there lived an outlaw
By the name of Texas Red
But the outlaw didn't worry
Men that tried before were dead
Red was vicious and a killer
Though a youth of twenty four
And the notches on his pistol
Numbered one and nineteen more
One and nineteen more
Well the morning passed so quickly
And it was time for them to meet
It was twenty after eleven
When they walked out in the street
Folks was watching out of their
Windows, and everybody held their breath
They knew that handsome Ranger
Was about to meet his death
About to meet his death
There was forty feet between them
When they stopped to make their play
And the swiftness of the Ranger
Is still spoken of today
Texas Red had not cleared leather
When a bullet fairly ripped
And the Ranger's aim was deadly
With the big iron on his hip
The big iron on his hip
When the dust had cleared the
People gathered all around
There before them was the body of
The outlaw on the ground
He could have gone on livin' but
He made a fatal slip
He tried to stop an Arizona Ranger with
A big iron on his hip big iron on his hip
Big iron, big iron
He tried to stop a Ranger with
A big iron on his hip
Yippee I yay yippee I O big iron on his hip