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