headed for wyoming in 1882 a woman a team and a wagon gonna make our dreams come true settled in the foothills of the big horn mountain slope life is sweet we lived on the meat of the deer and the antelope we cut house logs on the moutain with the team we hauled em down peeled em and we stacked em up for a house and bought some ground traded for some cattle and turned em out on the range the skies were blue and we never knew how things were gonna change ole powder river you re muddy and wide how many men have died upon your shores when you brand a man a rustler he s gotta take a side there s no middle ground in this johnson country war well the neighbors stopped by yesterday while i was outside choppin some wood and they filled me in on the local news ain t none of it sounded good said they d been some cattle stealin by some no count outlaw bands we d all been branded rustler s by the big ranchers of this land well it was us against the cattlemen and the years just made it worse first the drought then the tough winter johnson county had been dealt a curse then their came the story about the two dry golgia tax ranger jones and john tisdale both been shot in the back oh powder river you re muddy and you re wide how many men have died upon your shores when you brand a man a rustler he s gotta take a side there s no middle ground in this johnson county war then last night at supper time riders stopped by chance they said cattleman and hired guns just burned the kaycee ranch two men had died this mornin shot down in the snow now the vigilante army was marchin for buffalo well the county was in an uproar an every man saddled up to ride caught the cattlemen at the ta ranch and surrounded all four sides we hailed the house with bullets and swore we d make em pay but the calvery came across the plains and once again saved the day well they marched em off to cheyenne and no one went to jail the cattlemen we re all turned loose and the hired guns hit the trail and i guess the only justice wasn t much to say the least last winter me and mine ate mighty fine on the cattle baron s beef oh powder river you re muddy and you re wide how many men have died upon your shores when you brand a man a rustler he s gotta take a side there s no middle ground in this johnson county war there s no middle ground in this johnson county war