To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day   Hardly spoke to 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 had a big iron on his hip   Big iron on his hip      It was early in the morning when he rode into town   He came riding from the south side, slowly lookin' all around   "He's an outlaw loose and runnin'", 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 the 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 talkin' made it plain to folks around   Was an Arizonian ranger, wouldn't be too long in town   He came there 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 him, twenty men had made a slip   Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip   Big iron on his hip      The morning past so quickly and it was time for them to meet   It was twenty past eleven when they walked out on the street   Folks were watchin' from their windows, every body held their breath   For they knew that handsome ranger was about to meet his death   About to meet his death      There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play   And the swiftness of the Ranger 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 the folks had gathered 'round   There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground   Oh, he might have gone on livin' but he made one final slip   When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip   Big iron on his hip      Big iron, big iron   He tried to match the ranger   With the big iron on his hip   Big iron on his hip