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<\/p>\n <\/code><\/section>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Marty Robbins [Intro] Am E Am [Verse 1] C Am To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day C Am Hardly spoke to folks around him, didn’t have too much to say F C No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to … <\/p>\n[Intro]\r\nAm<\/span>\r\nE<\/span> Am<\/span>\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 1]\r\n C<\/span> Am<\/span>\r\nTo the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day\r\n C<\/span> Am<\/span>\r\nHardly spoke to folks around him, didn't have too much to say\r\n F<\/span> C<\/span>\r\nNo one dared to ask his business, no one dared to make a slip\r\n Am<\/span>\r\nfor the stranger there amongst them had a big iron on his hip\r\n F<\/span> C<\/span>\r\nBig iron on his hip\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 2]\r\n C<\/span> Am<\/span>\r\nIt was early in the morning when he rode into the town\r\n C<\/span> Am<\/span>\r\nHe came ridin' from the south side slowly lookin' all around\r\n F<\/span> C<\/span>\r\nHe's an outlaw loose and runnin' came the whisper from each lip\r\n Am<\/span>\r\nAnd he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip\r\n F<\/span> C<\/span>\r\nbig iron on his hip\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 3]\r\n C<\/span> Am<\/span>\r\nIn this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red\r\n C<\/span> Am<\/span>\r\nMany men had tried to take him and that many men were dead\r\n F<\/span> C<\/span>\r\nHe was vicious and a killer though a youth of twenty four\r\n Am<\/span>\r\nAnd the notches on his pistol numbered one and nineteen more\r\n F<\/span> C<\/span>\r\nOne and nineteen more\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 4]\r\n C Am\r\nNow the stranger started talking, made it plain to folks around\r\n C Am\r\nWas an Arizona ranger, wouldn't be too long in town\r\n F C\r\nHe came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead\r\n Am\r\nAnd he said it didn't matter, he was after Texas Red\r\n F C\r\nAfter Texas Red\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 5]\r\n C Am\r\nWasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas Red\r\n C Am\r\nBut the outlaw didn't worry, men that tried before were dead\r\n F C\r\nTwenty men had tried to take him, twenty men had made a slip\r\n Am\r\nTwenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip\r\n F C\r\nBig iron on his hip\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 6]\r\n C Am\r\nThe morning passed so quickly, it was time for them to meet\r\n C Am\r\nIt was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street\r\n F C\r\nFolks were watching from their windows, everybody held their breath\r\n Am\r\nThey knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death\r\n F C\r\nAbout to meet his death\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 7]\r\n C Am\r\nThere was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play\r\n C Am\r\nAnd the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today\r\n F C\r\nTexas Red had not cleared leather 'fore a bullet fairly ripped\r\n Am\r\nAnd the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip\r\n F C\r\nBig iron on his hip\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 8]\r\n C Am\r\nIt was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round\r\n C Am\r\nThere before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground\r\n F C\r\nOh, he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slip\r\n Am\r\nWhen he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip\r\n F C\r\nBig iron on his hip\r\n \r\n \r\n[Outro]\r\n F C\r\nBig iron, big iron\r\n C Am\r\nWhen he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip\r\n F C\r\nBig iron on his hip\r\n