comanchero

comanchero
comanchero
comanchero
comanchero.
comanchero
comanchero
comanchero
comanchero.
comanchero
comanchero
comanchero
comanchero. . . .
oh
can you see he is the one

day after day he is riding in the sun

he’s travelling through deserts all alone.
i will bring the comanchero his tomahawk

his lonesome walk
his lonesome walk.
who’s in mind of comanchero
a man of law

a pretty squaw
a pretty squaw.
comanchero
comanchero
comanchero
comanchero. . . .
where he goes
no one can tell.
will he be running along any longer

or will he ever stop somewhere?
i will bring the comanchero
his tomahawk
. . .
i will bring the comanchero
his tomahawk
. . .
who will join the comanchero
where eagles fly

where horses ride

where horses ride?
will the road take
comanchero to his tee-pee

or to the sea
or to the sea?
comanchero
comanchero

comanchero
comanchero. . . .
comanchero
comanchero

comanchero
comanchero. . . .