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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well the County was in an uproar and every man up to ride
Caught the cattlemen at the TA Ranch and surrounded all sides
We hailed the house with bullets and swore they were pay
But the cavalry came across the plains and once again 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 the only justice wasn't much to say the least
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 your
When you brand a man a rustler, he's take a side
There's no middle ground in this County war
There's no ground in this Johnson County war