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
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
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
And the notches on his pistol
numbered
one an nineteen more
One and nineteen
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 dead
And he said it didn't matter he was
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
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
everybody held their breath
They knew this 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 talked about
today
Texas
Red had not cleared leather when a
bullet fairly ripped
And the rangers aim was deadly with the
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
When he tried to match the ranger with the big
iron on his hip