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To the town of Agua Fría 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
The stranger there among 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 looking 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 the name of Texas Red
Many men had tried to take him, and that many men were defeated
He was vicious and a criminal, though a youth of 24
And the notches on his pistol numbered 1 and 19 more, 1 and 19 more
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 not
But 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’s tried before were defeated.
20 men had tried to take him, 20 men had made a slip
21 would be the Ranger with the big iron on his hip, big iron on his hip
The morning past so quickly it was time for them to meet
It was 20 past 11 when they walked out in the street
Folks were watching from the windows, everybody held their breath
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his end, about to meet his end
There was 40 feet between them when they stopped to make their play
And the swiftness of the Ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather, for a bullet fairly ripped
And the Ranger’s aim was perfect, 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 went 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
Big iron, big iron
When he tried to match the Ranger with the big iron on his hip, big iron on his hip.
@X99STRIKER i guess i failed succsessfully
They don’t exist?
To the town of Agua Fría 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
The stranger there among 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 looking 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 the name of Texas Red
Many men had tried to take him, and that many men were defeated
He was vicious and a criminal, though a youth of 24
And the notches on his pistol numbered 1 and 19 more, 1 and 19 more
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 not
But 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’s tried before were defeated.
20 men had tried to take him, 20 men had made a slip
21 would be the Ranger with the big iron on his hip, big iron on his hip
The morning past so quickly it was time for them to meet
It was 20 past 11 when they walked out in the street
Folks were watching from the windows, everybody held their breath
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his end, about to meet his end
There was 40 feet between them when they stopped to make their play
And the swiftness of the Ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather, for a bullet fairly ripped
And the Ranger’s aim was perfect, 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 went 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
Big iron, big iron
When he tried to match the Ranger with the big iron on his hip, big iron on his hip.
@X99STRIKER i guess i failed succsessfully
They don’t exist?