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 Comanchero Comanchero Comanchero Comanchero

Did you really think, I'd just forgive and forget, no After catching you with her Your blood should run cold, so cold You, you two-timing, cheap-lying, wannabe You're a fool, if you thought that I'd just let this go I see red, red, oh red A gun to your head, head, to your head Now all I see is red, red, red Did you really just say, she didn't mean anything, oh I'll remember those words, when I come for your soul, your soul Know that you, you dug your own grave, now lie in it You're so cruel, but revenge is a dish best served cold I see red, red, oh red A gun to your head, head, to your head, oh Executioner style, and there won't be no trial Don't you know that you're better off dead All I see is red, red, oh red Now all I see is Run, hide Oh, you're so done Oh, better sleep with one eye open tonight I see red, red, oh red, oh A gun to your head, head, to your head, oh Executioner style, and there won't be no trial Don't you know that you're better off dead All I see is red, red, oh red Now all I see is red, red