Big Iron Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Am][Am][E][Am]

[Verse 1]
To the [C]town of Agua Fria
rode a [Am]stranger one fine day
Hardly [C]spoke to folks around him,
didn't have too much to [Am]say
No one [F]dared to ask his business,
no one [C]dared to make a slip
The stranger there among them
had a [Am]big iron on his hip
[F]Big iron on his [C]hip

[Verse 2]
It was [C]early in the morning
when he [Am]rode into the town
He came [C]riding from the south side,
slowly lookin' all a[Am]round
"He's an [F]outlaw loose and runnin'",
came the [C]whisper from each lip
"And he's here to do some business
with a [Am]big iron on his hip"
[F]"Big iron on his [C]hip"

[Verse 3]
In this [C]town there lived an outlaw
by the [Am]name of Texas Red
Many [C]men had tried to take him
and that many men were [Am]dead
He was [F]vicious and a killer,
though a [C]youth of twenty four
And the notches on his pistol numbered
[Am]one and nineteen more
[F]One and nineteen [C]more

[Verse 4]
Now the [C]stranger started talkin'
made it [Am]plain to folks around
Was an [C]Arizona ranger,
wouldn't be too long in [Am]town
He came [F]here to take an outlaw
back a[C]live or maybe dead
And he said it didn't matter
he was [Am]after Texas Red
[F]After Texas [C]Red

[Verse 5]
Wasn't [C]long before this story was
re[Am]layed to Texas Red
But the [C]outlaw didn't worry,
men that tried before were [Am]dead
Twenty [F]men had tried to take him,
twenty [C]men had made a slip
Twenty one would be the ranger
with the [Am]big iron on his hip
[F]Big iron on his [C]hip

[Verse 6]
The [C]morning passed so quickly
it was [Am]time for them to meet
It was [C]twenty past eleven
when they walked out in the [Am]street
Folks were [F]watchin' from the windows
Every [C]body held their breath
They knew this handsome ranger was
a[Am]bout to meet his death
A[F]bout to meet his [C]death

[Verse 7]
There was [C]forty feet between them
When they [Am]stopped to make their play
And the [C]swiftness of the Ranger
is still talked about to[Am]day
Texas [F]Red had not cleared leather
for a [C]bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly,
with the [Am]big iron on his hip
[F]Big iron on his [C]hip

[Verse 8]
It was [C]over in a moment
and the [Am]folks had gathered 'round
There be[C]fore them lay the body
of the outlaw on the [Am]ground
Oh, he [F]might have went on livin'
but he [C]made one fatal slip
When he tried to match the ranger
with the [Am]big iron on his hip
[F]Big iron on his [C]hip
Big [F]iron, big [C]iron
When he [C]tried to match the ranger
with the [Am]big iron on his hip
[F]Big iron on his [C]hip
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