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