Big Iron Steve Goodman

To the town of Agua Fria
Rode a stranger one fine day
Hardly spoke to folks around him
Didn't have a lot 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
A big iron on his hip

It was early in the mornin'
When he rode into the town
He was ridin' out of the south side
Slowly lookin' all around

He's an outlaw loose and runnin'
That's the whisper on each lip
And he's here to do some business
With the big iron on his hip
With the big iron on his hip

Pretty soon the stranger talked
And made it plain to folks around
He was an Arizona Ranger
And wouldn't be too long in town