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Headed for in 1882, a woman, a team and a wagon
make our dreams come true
Settled in the of the big horn mountain slope
Life is sweet, we lived on the meat of the and the antelope

We cut house logs upon the with the team we hauled 'em down
Peeled 'em and we stacked 'em up for a house and bought ground
Traded for some cattle, 'em out on the open range
The skies were blue, we never knew how things were gonna

Oh, Powder River, you're muddy and wide
How men have died along your shore?
When you brand a man a rustler, he's gotta take a
There's no middle ground in Johnson County war

Well the neighbors stopped by yesterday while I was choppin' wood
They filled me in on a local news, ain't of it sounded good
Said, there had been cattle stealin' by some no count outlaw bands
We'd all branded rustlers by the big ranchers of this land

Well, it was us against the cattlemen and the years just made it
First the drought and then the winter
Johnson had been dealt a curse
Then came the story about the two dry gulch attacks
Ranger Jones and John Tisdale had been both shot in the

Oh, Powder River, you're muddy and wide
How many men have died along your
When you brand a man a rustler, he's take a side
There's no ground in this Johnson County war

Then, last night at time riders stopped by chance
They said cattleman and their hired guns just burned the Kaycee
Two men had died this mornin', down in the snow
Now the vigilante army was on the march to

Well the County was in an uproar and every man saddled up to
Caught the cattlemen at the TA Ranch and all four sides
We hailed the house with bullets and they were gonna pay
But the cavalry came across the plains and again they saved the day

Well, marched 'em off to Cheyenne, no one went to jail
The cattlemen were all turned loose and the hired hit the trail
And I guess the justice wasn't much to say the least
Last winter me and mine ate fine on the cattle baron's beef

Oh, Powder River, you're muddy and wide
How many men have along your shore?
When you a man a rustler, he's gotta take a side
There's no middle ground in this County war
There's no middle in this Johnson County war