Il testo della Comanchero

Comanchero, comanchero, comanchero, 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 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

I will bring the comanchero his tomahawk his lonesome walk who's in mind of comanchero: a man of law a pretty squaw, a pretty squaw

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