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

We cut house upon the mountain with 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 were blue, we knew how things were gonna change

Oh, Powder River, you're and you're 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

Well the neighbors stopped by yesterday while I was outside choppin'
They filled me in on a local news, none of it sounded good
Said, there had been some cattle stealin' by 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 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, muddy and you're wide
How many men have died along shore?
you brand 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 stopped 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 army was on the march to Buffalo

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

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

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