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 ridin' from the south side, slowly lookin' all around
"He's an outlaw loose and runnin', " came the whisper from each lip
"He's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip"
Oh, I know that song! It's called "Big Iron," right?
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1Andrew Colwell
12/08/2026
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 ridin' from the south side, slowly lookin' all around "He's an outlaw loose and runnin', " came the whisper from each lip "He's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip"
Oh, I know that song! It's called "Big Iron," right?
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