Big Iron Ringtones

It's in the back of your truck Everything that you could need to go and catch a stroke of luck To get the fuck away and leave the lack of sleeping in the dust I've seen you hitting the sauce again Nowhere enough to make a scene The aching never ends A spiked drink becomes serene But when I say you've got some patience I couldn't be anymore sincere Oh what I'd do to be complacent With all the shit going on this year You won't offend anyone if you took your own advice for once You'd tell me pack your bags Don't pick the scabs Dust off your knees And step away for a while Cause I wanna know You went west for the winter I wanna hear That your boy's doing better I wanna be told it's true even if it's through The grapevine Just head for the hills And sit by the fire Watch all the snow Pile up on the tires On the truck that'll take you way from it all Big Iron

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 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 the 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" "The big iron on his hip" In this 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 Arizona ranger, wouldn't be too long in town He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead And he said it didn't matter, 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 Well, 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 watchin' from the windows, everybody held their breath They knew this 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 is still talked about today Texas Red had not cleared leather 'fore a bullet fairly ripped And the ranger's aim was deadly, with the big iron on his hip The 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 Though he might have went on livin', but he made one fatal slip When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip Big iron on his hip Big iron, big iron When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip The big iron on his hip

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 amongst them had a big iron on his hip Big iron on his hip It was early in the morning when 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 business with the big iron on his hip Big iron on his hip In this 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 an nineteen more One and nineteen more Now the stranger started talking, made it plain to folks around He was an Arizona ranger,wouldn't be too long in town He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead And he said it didn't matter he was after Texas Red After Texas Red 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 their windows,everybody held their breath They knew this handsome ranger was 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 ranger is 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 The big iron on his hip Big iron Big Iron When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip The big iron on his hip