About The Song

“Tall Handsome Stranger” is a western ballad recorded by Marty Robbins and released in 1959. The song appeared on his landmark album Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs, issued by Columbia Records. Released during a period when Robbins was redefining the commercial potential of narrative western music, the track contributed to the album’s reputation as one of the most important western-themed country releases of its era.

By the late 1950s, Marty Robbins had already achieved crossover success with country-pop singles, but Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs marked a decisive artistic turn toward western storytelling. “Tall Handsome Stranger” fits squarely within that concept, drawing on frontier imagery and moral consequence rather than romance or contemporary settings. Robbins wrote or selected material that emphasized clear narrative structure, and this song reflects that discipline.

Lyrically, “Tall Handsome Stranger” tells a cautionary tale rooted in classic western tradition. The song describes a mysterious outsider who arrives in town and becomes involved with a woman, ultimately leading to violence and tragic resolution. The story unfolds chronologically, with Robbins acting as an omniscient narrator. The lyric avoids unnecessary detail, relying instead on suggestion and pacing to create tension and inevitability.

Musically, the arrangement is sparse and deliberate. Acoustic guitar forms the backbone of the track, accompanied by restrained rhythm and subtle instrumental accents that evoke open spaces rather than action-heavy drama. The tempo is measured, allowing the story to unfold clearly. This minimalist approach reinforces the song’s narrative clarity and keeps the listener’s focus on the unfolding events.

Marty Robbins’s vocal delivery is calm and authoritative. He narrates the story without emotional exaggeration, letting the events speak for themselves. His phrasing and timing emphasize clarity over drama, a technique that became a hallmark of his western recordings. This storytelling style helped distinguish Robbins from other country artists and positioned him as a leading figure in narrative songwriting.

Although “Tall Handsome Stranger” was not released as a standalone single, it benefited from the immense success of Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs, which sold strongly and remained on the charts for an extended period. The album’s popularity ensured that its individual tracks, including this one, became familiar to listeners through radio play and repeated exposure.

In retrospect, “Tall Handsome Stranger” is regarded as a representative example of Marty Robbins’s western storytelling style. It demonstrates his ability to compress a complete moral narrative into a concise musical form while maintaining atmosphere and clarity. The song remains part of the enduring legacy of Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs and continues to be appreciated by listeners interested in classic western ballads and narrative country music.

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Lyric

A tall handsome stranger rode into town
With fire in his eyes burning red as sundown
His boots were all dusty, his coat open wide
Six ways of dying hung low on his side
He went in the town hall asking for me
They told him that I was still town deputy
I sent him to prison to pay for his crime
He killed a guard on the Santa Fe line
He spread word around town that my time had come
My notch was already carved on his gun
He’s laughin’ and braggin’ and having his fun
It’s all a show for he knows I won’t run
That night in silence the town was asleep
I sat by my window and looked down the street
I wished in my heart that he’d just ride away
I hated to face him at sunup that day
I met him at sunup, the crowd gathered ’round
Awaitin’ and watchin’ for one to go down
He grabbed for his six-gun, tryin’ his best
He cursed as my bullet went deep in his chest
He stood there a moment and looked all around
Slowly and lifeless, he fell to the ground
The stranger’s my brother, born an outlaw
He must have forgotten I taught him to draw
The whole town was waitin’ and I was alone
The blood that I spilled was just like my own
When she hears this story, how mother will cry
Brother ‘gainst brother and one had to die
To die, to die