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To the town of Broken Arrow rode a stranger one fine day
Hard as boat, the 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 wore 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
For an outlaw loose and running came a whisper from his lips
He was 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 those many men were dead
He was vicious and a killer and a youth of twenty-four
And the notches on his pistol numbered one and nineteen more
One and nineteen more
Now the stranger started talking, made his claim to folks around
Was an Arizona Ranger, wouldn't be too long in town
He came here to take an outlaw, alive or maybe dead
And he said it didn't matter, he was after Texas Red
After Texas Red
Wasn't long before the story wandered 'round to Texas Red
But the outlaw didn't worry, men that tried before were dead
Twenty men had tried to take him and those twenty men were dead
Twenty-one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
Big iron, big iron
Twenty-one would be the stranger with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
Morning passed so quickly, it was time for them to meet
It was twenty past eleven when they walked into the street
Folks were watching from the windows, everybody held their breath
They knew the handsome ranger was about to meet his death
About to meet his death
It was forty feet between them when they struck to make their play
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather 'fore 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 were gathered 'round
There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
Well, 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