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

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, turned 'em out on the open
The skies blue, we never knew how things were gonna change

Oh, Powder River, you're muddy and 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 this County war

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

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

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 this Johnson war

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

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 hailed the house with bullets and swore they gonna pay
But the cavalry came across the plains and once again saved the day

Well, they 'em off to Cheyenne, no one went to jail
The cattlemen 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 fine on the baron's beef

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