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Jek Jek Roo

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  1. I can image it singing this:

     

     

    "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 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

    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 the 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 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 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

    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 went on living 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"

     

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