Cifra de Johnson County War - Chris LeDoux
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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Headed for Wyoming, in 1882
A woman, a team, and a wagon, gonna make our dreams come true
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Settled in the foothills of the big horn mountain slope
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Life was sweet, we lived on the meat
Of the deer and the antelope
We cut house logs up on the mountain, with the team we hauled 'em down
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Peeled 'em and we stacked 'em up, for a house and bought 'em ground
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Traded for some cattle, turned 'em out on the open range
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The skies were blue, we never knew
How things were gonna change
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Ole Powder River, you're muddy and you're wide
How many men have died along your shore
When you brand a man a rustler, he's gotta take a side
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There's no middle ground in this Johnson County War
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Well, the neighbors stopped by yesterday, while I was outside choppin' wood
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And they filled me in on the local news, there ain't none of it sounded good
Said there'd been some cattle stealin', by some no count outlaw bands
We'd all been branded rustlers
by the big ranchers of this land
Well, it was us against the cattlemen, and the years just made it worse
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First the drought and then the tough winter, Johnson County had been dealt a curse
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Then there came the story about the two dry gulch attacks
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Ranger Jones and John Tisdale
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both shot in the back...
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Oh, Powder River, you're muddy and you're wide
How many men have died along your shore
When you brand a man a rustler, he's gotta take a side
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There's no middle ground in this Johnson County War
[Verse 3]
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Then last night at supper time, riders stopped by chance
They said the cattlemen and their hired guns had just burned the Kaycee Ranch
Two men had died this mornin', shot down in the snow
Now the vigilante army
Was on the march to Buffalo
Well, the county was in an uproar, and every man saddled up to ride
Caught the cattlemen at the TA Ranch, and surrounded all four sides
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We hailed the house with bullets and swore they were gonna pay
But the calvery came across the plains
And once again they saved the day
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Well, they marched 'em off to Cheyenne, and no one went to jail
The cattlemen were all turned loose, and the hired guns hit the trail
And I guess the only justice, wasn't much to say the least
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Last winter me and mine ate mighty fine
On the cattle baron's beef
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Oh, Powder River, you're muddy and you're wide
How many men have died along your shore
When you brand a man a rustler, he's gotta take a side
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There's no middle ground in this Johnson County War
There's no middle ground in this Johnson County War
[Outro]
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