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Claude King - Comancheros lyrics
The Comancheros're takin' this land the Comancheros're takin' this land Paul Regret of New Orleans was a fast man with a gun Didn't want to go but he had to run when he shot down Moebeam Sam Yes he shot down Moebeam Sam With the dark of night he had left town never to return again With a oneway ticket at the end of the line He was told by a stranger man the Comancheros're takin' this land And then the Comancheros came robbin' through the night Stealin' and a killin' takin' everything in sight Nothin' left behind but a blood in the sand The Comancheros're takin' this land the Comancheros're takin' this land [ trumpet ] I'll cover every inch of the ground where I stand I'd die before I'd run I'm not afraid of any living man and here I'll make my stand With a gun I'll make my stand He rode into the Comanchero town like a wild man on the run Before he'd leave they'd all be dead they died by his blazin' gun They died by his blazin' gun And then the Comancheros came robbin'... |
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