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. . . .