Comancheros Lyrics - Singles - Claude King

The Comancheros're takin' this land the Comancheros're takin' this land 

Paul Regret of New Orleans a fast man with a gun 

Didn't want to go but he had to run when he shot down the judge's son 

Yes he shot Judge Moebeam's son 

With the dark of night he left that 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 ridin' through the night 

Stealin' and a killin' takin' everything in sight 

Nothin' left behind but the blood in the sand 

The Comancheros're takin' this land the Comancheros're takin' 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 Comanchero town like a wild man on the run 

Before he'd leave they'd all be dead they'd die by his blazin' gun 

They died by his blazin' gun 

And then the Comancheros came ridin'...