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

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

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

Well the neighbors by yesterday while I was outside choppin' wood
filled me in on a local news, ain't none of it sounded good
Said, had been some cattle stealin' by some no count outlaw bands
We'd all been branded by the big ranchers of this land

Well, it was us the cattlemen and the years just made it worse
the drought and then the tough winter
Johnson County had been a curse
Then there came the story about the two dry attacks
Ranger Jones and John Tisdale had been both in the back

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

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

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 swore were gonna pay
But the cavalry came across the plains and again they saved the day

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

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