Johnson County War Lyrics

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Headed for Wyoming, in 1882, A woman, a team, and a wagon.
Gonna make our dreams come true.
Settled in the foothills of the big horn mountain slope.
Life is sweet we lived on the meat, of the deer and the antelope
We cut house logs on the mountain, with the team we hauled 'em down
Peeled 'em and we stacked 'em up, plowed some bottom ground.
Traded for some cattle, turned 'em out on the range
The skies were blue and we never knew...How things were gonna change
Ole powder river, you're muddy and wide,
How many men have died...upon your shores.
When you brand a man a rustler, he's gotta take a side.
There's no middle ground in this Johnson Country War.
Well, the neighbors stopped by yesterday, while I was outside choppin?
wood.
And they filled me in on the local news, ain't none of it sounded good,
Said, they'd been some cattle stealin', by some no count outlaw band.
We'd all been branded rustler's by the big ranchers of this land.
Well it was us against the cattlemen, and the years just made it worse.
First the drought, then the tough winter, Johnson County had been dealt
a curse,
Then their came the story about the two "dry gulch" attacks:
Ranger Jones and John Tisdale both been shot in the back
Then last night at supper time, riders stopped by chance.
They said cattleman and hired guns, 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, an every man saddled up to ride
Caught the cattlemen at the TA Ranch, and surrounded all four sides
We hailed the house with bullets and swore they were gonna pay
But the Calvary came across the plains, and once again saved the day
Well, they marched 'em off to Cheyenne, and no one went to jail
The cattlemen we're all turned loose, and the hired guns hit the trail
And I guess the only justice, wasn't much to say the least
(No Chord)->
Last winter me and mine ate mighty fine on the cattle baron's beef.
There's no middle ground in this Johnson County War...