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

We cut house logs upon the mountain with the team we hauled 'em
Peeled 'em and we stacked 'em up for a and bought some ground
Traded for some cattle, turned 'em out on the open
The skies were blue, we knew how things were gonna change

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

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

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

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 a side
There's no ground in this Johnson County war

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

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

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

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 middle ground in Johnson County war
There's no middle ground in this Johnson war