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's riding in the sun He's traveling 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 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 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 Comanchero, Comanchero, Comanchero, Comanchero