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

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

Oh, River, you're muddy and you're wide
How many men have died 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 neighbors stopped by while I was outside choppin' wood
They me in on a local news, ain't none of it sounded good
Said, there had been cattle stealin' by some no count outlaw bands
We'd all been branded rustlers by the big ranchers of this

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

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

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

Well the County was in an uproar and every man saddled up to
Caught the cattlemen at the TA Ranch and all four 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 to jail
The cattlemen were all turned loose and the hired guns hit the
And I guess the only wasn't much to say the least
Last winter me and ate mighty fine on the cattle baron's beef

Oh, Powder River, you're muddy and you're
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 this County war
There's no middle ground in this Johnson war