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Headed for Wyoming in 1882, a woman, a team and a
Gonna 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 we hauled 'em down
'em and we stacked 'em up for a house and bought some ground
Traded for some cattle, turned 'em out on the range
The skies were blue, we never knew how things were gonna

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, they '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 only justice much to say the least
winter me and mine ate mighty fine on the cattle baron's beef

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