Big Iron

Big Iron - Bob Weir

To the town of agua fria rode a stranger

One fine day

Hardly spoke to folks around him didn'

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 sout

Side slowly looking all around

He's an outlaw loose and

Running 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 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 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 it plain to folks around

He was an arizonia 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 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 hi

Twenty men had made a slip

Twenty one would be the ranger

With the big iron on his hip

Big iron on his hip

Now the morning passed s

Quickly and it was time for them to meet

It was twenty past eleven when

They walked out in the street

Folks were watching from thei

Windows everybody held their breath

They knew this handsome

Ranger was about to meet his death

About to meet his death

There was twenty feet between

Them when they stopped to make their play

And the swiftness of the range

Is 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 th

Crowd all gathered 'round

There before them lay the body of

The outlaw on the ground

Oh he might have went on livin

But he made one fatal slip

When he tried to match the range

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