One day I was in a small town in new mexico, agua fria was it's name I think.
I saw a man on a horse ride into the town and look around, tried talking to him but he didnt have that much to say.
He had an intimidating presence, so nobody really wanted to ask his business, that intimidation probably comes from the fact he had a massive .357 magnum strapped to his hip.

It was about 6 or 7 am when he came into the town, came in from the south if I remember correctly.
My friend joey told me that he wasn outlaw loose and running, and that he was here to do some business with that massive gun in his holster.

There was an outlaw named "Texas Blue" in the town... actually I think it was Texas Red, he had killed a lot of men that were trying to kill him before, only 24 years old.
He actually had a few notches on his pistol, one big one for his first kill and 19 more.

Now, that stranger started talking all of a sudden, made it real plain to all of us, told us he was an arizona ranger and that he wouldnt be in town for too long.
He was there to collect that bounty on that Texas Red feller's head, alive or maybe dead.

Didnt take too long for someone to tell texas red about this of course, but he didnt worry cause he had killed everyone before this ranger.
Twenty men had tried to claim that bounty, and twenty men had made one fatal mistake, twenty one would be this ranger, with his oversized revolver.

Now, that morning seemed like it only lasted 10 minutes, it was about 20 or so past eleven when they both came ridin out into he street.
We were all watching from our windows, with our breath held, we knew this poor ranger was about to meet his end.

Standard procedure duel rules, of course, so twenty feet between em just before they started the fight.
That damn ranger was so fast that texas red didnt even have time to draw before the bullet already hit him!
And that ranger he didnt miss, with that great gun.

It was all over in a matter of seconds, and we all gathered around, and there he was, texas red's body on the ground.
He might have had on livin' but he made one fatal slip.
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip.
That damn big iron on his hip.