Artist Marty Robbins
Album Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs
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Intro: Gm   D Gm
 
Verse:
        Bb                         Gm
To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day
        Bb                                                 Gm
Hardly spoke to folks around him, didn't have too much to say
        Eb                                Bb
No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to make a slip
                                           Gm
For the stranger there amongst them had a big iron on his hip
 Eb               Bb
Big iron on his hip
 

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

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

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

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

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

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

        Bb                         Gm
It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round
       Bb                                             Gm
There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
       Eb                                Bb
Oh he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slip
                                            Gm
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
 Eb               Bb
Big iron on his hip
     Gm        Bb
Big iron, Big iron
         Bb                                  Gm
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
 Eb               Bb
Big iron on his hip
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heck

UDU DDU is a good pattern for this

Fluffo

+1 is a lil easier

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