Artist Marty Robbins
Album Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs
Genre(s)
TransposerUkuTabs Transposer Choose how many half steps you wish to transpose the chords in this song and click on the button.
UkuTabs Transposer Choose how many half steps you wish to transpose the chords in this song and click on the button.
Tools ADD FAVORITERegister!When you register you can click this icon to add this song to your favorites list. You can register on the favorites page. UkuTabs > Your Favorites.
AutoscrollAuto ScrollerClick the numbers to scroll, or use your keyboard numbers OR F keys to set the speed (F1 -> F5). Use the ESC key to stop scrolling.
SCROLLAuto ScrollerClick the numbers to scroll, or use your keyboard numbers OR F keys to set the speed (F1 -> F4). Use the ESC key to stop scrolling. 0 1 2 3 4 5

Chords in this song

chords or tablatures

Switch orientation
Lyrics don't fit on one line? Try landscape mode instead of portrait.

remember keys
Intro: Fm   C Fm
 
Verse:
        Ab                         Fm
To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day
        Ab                                                 Fm
Hardly spoke to folks around him, didn't have too much to say
        Db                                Ab
No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to make a slip
                                           Fm
For the stranger there amongst them had a big iron on his hip
 Db               Ab
Big iron on his hip
 

        Ab                         Fm
It was early in the morning when he rode into the town
         Ab                                             Fm
He came riding from the south side slowly lookin' all around
         Db                                 Ab
He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
                                            Fm
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
 Db               Ab
big iron on his hip
 

         Ab                                Fm
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
      Ab                                                Fm
Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead
        Db                             Ab
He was vicious and a killer though a youth of twenty-four
                                        Fm
And the notches on his pistol numbered one an nineteen more
 Db                Ab
One and nineteen more
 

         Ab                            Fm
Now the stranger started talking, made it plain to folks around
        Ab                                      Fm
Was an Arizona ranger, wouldn't be too long in town
         Db                           Ab
He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead
                                     Fm
And he said it didn't matter, he was after Texas Red
 Db           Ab
After Texas Red
 

         Ab                          Fm
Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas Red
         Ab                                              Fm
But the outlaw didn't worry, men that tried before were dead
        Db                            Ab
Twenty men had tried to take him, twenty men had made a slip
                                         Fm
Twenty-one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip
 Db               Ab
Big iron on his hip
 

     Ab                                Fm
The morning passed so quickly, it was time for them to meet
        Ab                                              Fm
It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street
            Db                                 Ab
Folks were watching from their windows, every body held their breath
                                    Fm
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death
 Db                 Ab
About to meet his death
 

           Ab                                 Fm
There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play
         Ab                                                Fm
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
       Db                                  Ab
Texas Red had not cleared leather for a bullet fairly ripped
                                         Fm
And the rangers aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
 Db               Ab
Big iron on his hip
 

        Ab                         Fm
It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round
       Ab                                             Fm
There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
       Db                                Ab
Oh he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slip
                                            Fm
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
 Db               Ab
Big iron on his hip
     Fm        Ab
Big iron, Big iron
         Ab                                  Fm
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
 Db               Ab
Big iron on his hip
14
0
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research. UkuWorld and its derivatives do not own any songs, lyrics or arrangements posted and/or printed.

LEAVE A REPLY!

Subscribe
Notify of
guest
2 Comments
Most Voted
Newest Oldest
Inline Feedbacks
View all comments
heck

UDU DDU is a good pattern for this

Fluffo

+1 is a lil easier

Discover UkuWorld