On the go on a Texas plains
Just a little town that never changed
Until a man rode into town
A ranger known for miles around
He could keep the peace without a gun
From Abilene down to Galveston
When he rode by the General store
People crowded through the door
To see the legend and the man, called McBride
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa whoa
In Iverson
Through the doors of an old hotel
A burning fire began to build
People screaming' for their lives
And the first there was John McBride
Just as soon as he stepped in
People saw the roof cave-in
Everybody knew that he would not survive
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa whoa
In Iverson
Then a lady right outside
Said her baby boy was trapped inside
Not a man could fight the flames
And she knew that it would be to late
When through the smoke and the burning flame
She heard her baby call her name
The boy appeared but no one knew who saved his life
When the boy grew old and gray
He spoke about that fateful day
And the man that saved his life
Texas ranger John McBride
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa whoa
In Iverson
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa whoa
In Iverson
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa whoa
in Iverson
Still I travel far an wide, yeah
To hear the legend of McBride, whoa, yeah
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