Big Iron - Marty Robbins

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Capo: Fret 4

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Contributor: William Brown      
Difficulty: Easy as pie

Song: Big Iron
Artist: Marty Robbins
Standard Tuning: EADGBE



Chords used: (
        
e|-4-|-4-|-4-|
b|-5-|-4-|-5-|
g|-6-|-5-|-4-|
d|-6-|-6-|-6-|
a|-4-|-6-|-7-|
e|-4-|-4-|-4-|

without capo)
 
-5-|
-5-|
-6-|
-7-|
-7-|
-5-|

Chords used: (
          
e|-0-|-0-|-0-|
b|-1-|-0-|-1-|
g|-2-|-1-|-0-|
d|-2-|-2-|-2-|
a|-0-|-2-|-3-|
e|-0-|-0-|-0-|

with capo on 4th fret)
 
-1-|
-1-|
-2-|
-3-|
-3-|
-1-|


Strumming Pattern (1 bar): V V ^V (down-down up/down)

Intro:        
Am (4 strum bars) E (2 bars) Am (2 bars)


       |     
To the town of

              
 Agua Fria rod

              
e a stranger o

        |
ne fine day
       |     
Hardly spoke t

              
o folks around

              
 him didn't ha

              
ve too much to

 |
 say
       |     
No one dared t

              
o ask his busi

            |
ness no one da

red to make a 

slip
              
for the strang

              
er there among

              
st them had a 

|
big iron on hi

s hip
|            
Big iron on hi

  |
s hip


       |     
It was early i

              
n the morning 

              
when he rode i

        |
nto the town
        |    
He came riding

              
 from the sout

              
h side slowly 

            |
lookin' all ar


ound
        |    
He's an outlaw

              
 loose and run

              
ning came the 

|
whisper from e

ach lip
              
And he's here 

              
to do some bus

              
iness with the

 |
 big iron on h

is hip
|            
big iron on hi

  |
s hip


        |    
In this town t

              
here lived an 

              
outlaw by the 

              
name of Texas 

|
Red
     |       
Many men had t

              
ried to take h

              
im and that ma

            |
ny men were de


ad
       |     
He was vicious

              
 and a killer 

         |
though a youth

 of twenty fou

r
              
And the notche

              
s on his pisto

           |
l numbered one

 an nineteen m

ore
|            
One and ninete

   |
en more


        |    
Now the strang

              
er started tal

              
king made it p

              
lain to folks 

|
around
       |     
Was an Arizona

              
 ranger wouldn

              
't be too long

    |
 in town
        |    
He came here t

              
o take an outl

        |
aw back alive 

or maybe dead
              
And he said it

              
 didn't matter

        |
 he was after 

Texas Red
|          |
After Texas Re

d

        |    
Wasn't long be

              
fore the story

              
 was relayed t

         |
o Texas Red
        |    
But the outlaw

              
 didn't worry 

              
men that tried

             |
 before were d


ead
       |     
Twenty men had

              
 tried to take

        |
 twenty men ha

d made a slip
              
Twenty one wou

              
ld be the rang

            |
er with the bi


g iron on his 

hip
|            
Big iron on hi

  |
s hip


    |        
The morning pa

              
ssed so quickl

              
y it was time 

            |
for them to me


et
       |     
It was twenty 

              
past eleven wh

              
en they walked

            |
 out in the st


reet
           | 
Folks were wat

              
ching from the

              
ir windows eve

   |
ry-body held t

heir breath
              
They knew this

              
 handsome rang

       |
er was about t

o meet his dea

th
|            
About to meet 

    |
his death


          |
There was fort

y feet between

 them when the

y stopped to m

ake their
|
play
        |    
And the swiftn

              
ess of the ran

              
ger is still t

              
alked about to

 |
-day
      |      
Texas Red had 

              
not cleared le

             |
ather when a b


ullet fairly r

ipped
              
And the ranger

              
s aim was dead

            |
ly with the bi


g iron on his 

hip
|            
Big iron on hi

  |
s hip


       |     
It was over in

              
 a moment and 

              
the folks had 

         |
gathered round
      |      
There before t

              
hem lay the bo

              
dy of the outl

          |
aw on the grou

nd
      |      
Oh he might ha

              
ve gone on liv

           |
ing but he mad

e one fatal sl

ip
              
When he tried 

              
to match the r

              
anger with the

 |
 big iron on h

is hip
|            
Big iron on hi

  |
s hip
    |     |?
Big iron Big i

ron
        |    
When he tried 

              
to match the r

              
anger with the

 |
 big iron on h

is hip
|            
Big iron on hi

  |
s hip




This should be a lot easier to play than the other versions, 
hope it helped!

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