Johnny Cash "Big Iron" lyrics

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Big Iron

To the town of Agua FriaRode 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 themHad a big iron on his hip,Big iron on his hip.

It was early in the morning,Then he rode into the town.He came riding from the south side,Slowly lookin' all around.He's an outlaw loose and running,Came the whisper from each lip,And he's here to do some businessWith the big iron on his hip,Big iron on his hip.

In this town there lived an outlawBy the name of Texas Red.Many men had tried to take him,And that many men were dead.He was vicious and a killerThough a youth of twenty four.And the notches on his pistolNumbered one an nineteen more,One and nineteen more.

Now the stranger started talking,Made it plain to folks around.Was an Arizona ranger,Wouldn't be too long in town.He came here to take an outlawBack alive or maybe dead,And he said, it didn't matter,He was after Texas Red,After Texas Red.

Wasn't long before the storyWas 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 rangerWith the big iron on his hip,Big iron on his hip.

The morning passed so quickly,It was time for them to meet.It was twenty past eleven,When they walked out in the street.Folks were watching from the windows,every-body held their breath.They knew, this handsome rangerWas about to meet his death,Was about to meet his death.

There was forty feet between them,When they stopped to make their play.And the swiftness of the rangerIs still talked about today.Texas Red had not cleared leatherFore a bullet fairly ripped.And the ranger's aim was deadlyWith 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 bodyOf the outlaw on the ground.Oh he might have went on living,But he made one fatal slip,When he tried to match the rangerWith the big iron on his hip,Big iron on his hip.Big iron, big iron...When he tried to match the rangerWith the big iron on his hip...

[Singable] Suur revolver

Agua Fria linnaühel päeval võõras ratsutas.Vaevu inimestega rääkis,polnud palju öelda tal.Keegi ei julgend talt küsida,keegi ei julgenud viga teha,sest võõras kandis omapuusal suurt revolvrit,suurt revolvrit.

Oli varajane hommik,kui ta linna jõudis.Ta ratsutas lõuna poolt,aeglaselt ringi vaatas.Ta on vaba lindprii,ta tuli oma revolvriga äri tegema,kõikjal inimesed sosistasid,suure revolvriga puusa peal,suure revolvriga.

Siin linnas elas lindprii,tal nimeks oli Texas Red.Mitu meest olid tedavõtta üritanud, nad olid nüüd surnud.Ta oli õel ja tapahimuline,kuigi aastaid tal vaid kakskendneli.Ta püstoli peal oli sälkeüks ja üheksateist veel,üks ja üheksateist veel.

Nüüd võõras hakkas rääkima,tegi inimestele asja selgeks.Ta oli Arizona ranger,ei jää kauaks linna ta.Ta tuli siia, et võtta lindpriid,elusalt või ehk surnult.Ja ta ütles, et vahet pole,ta otsib Texas Redi,otsib Texas Redi.

Texas Red sest varsti kuulis,sest varsti kuulis.Aga lindprii ei muretsenud,varem proovinud mehed surnud nüüd olid.Kakskümend meest oli teda võtta proovinud,kakskümend meest oli vea teinud.Ranger oleks kahekümneesimene,tolle suure revolvriga vööl,suure revolvriga vööl.

Hommik möödus nii kiiresti,neil aeg oli kohtuda.Kell oli üksteist kakskend,kui tänavale astusid nad.Inimesed akendest vaatasid,nad kõik hinge kinni hoidsid.Nad teadsid, et kena rangernüüd oma surmaga kohtub,nüüd oma surmaga kohtub.

Nende vahel oli nelikend jalga,kui nad peatusid, et alustada.Ja rangeri nobedusest veeltänase päevani räägitakse.Ei jõudnud Texas Red revolvrit puudutadagi,kui teda juba kuul rebis.Oli rangeri silm täpne,tolle suure revolvriga vööl,suure revolvriga vööl.

Kõik oli hetkega möödas,ja inimesed tulid vaatama,nende ees seal lindpriisurnukeha maas lamas.Ta oleks veel elada võinud,aga tegi saatusliku vea,kui ta üritas võita rangeritsuure revolvriga vööl,suure revolvriga.Suur revolver, suur revolver,kui ta üritas võita rangeritsuure revolvriga vööl.

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