Big Iron Lyrics - Singles - Mike Ness

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 among them had a big iron on his hip 

Big iron on his hip 

It was early in the morning when he rode into town 

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

"He's an outlaw loose and runnin'", came a 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 the 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 and nineteen more 

One and nineteen more 

Now the stranger started talkin' made it plain to folks around 

Was an Arizonian ranger, wouldn't be too long in town 

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

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

After Texas Red 

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

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

Twenty men had tried to take him, 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 past so quickly and it was time for them to meet 

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

Folks were watchin' from their windows, every body held their breath 

For 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 still talked about 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 

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 livin' but he made one final slip 

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

Big iron on his hip 

Big iron, big iron 

He tried to match the ranger 

With the big iron on his hip 

Big iron on his hip