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Claude King
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Comancheros (1962)
(The Comancheros are taking this land
The Comancheros are taking this land)
Paul Regret from New Orleans a fast man with a gun
He didn't want to go he had to run
When he shot down the judge's son
Yes, he shot judge Bovine's son
With the dark of night he left that town never to return again
With a one-way ticket at the end of the line
He was told by a stranger man
The Comancheros are taking this land
And then the Comancheros came a-riding through the night
Stealing and a-killing taking everything in sight
Nothing left behind but the blood and the sand
The Comancheros are taking this land
The Comancheros are taking this land
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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 Comancheros town like a wild man on the run
Before he'd leave they'd all be dead
They'd die by his blazing gun
They died by his blazing gun
And then the Comancheros came a-riding through the night
Stealing and a-killing taking everything in sight
Nothing left behind but the blood and the sand
The Comancheros are taking this land
The Comancheros are taking this land
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