Song Lyrics

Comancheros are [B7] takin' this [E] land
The Comancheros are [B7] takin' this [E] land.

[E] Paul Regret from [A] New Orleans
A [E] fast man with a [B7] gun
He [E] didn't want to go he [A] had to run
When he [E] shot down the [B7] judge's [E] son
Yes, he shot judge [B7] (*Cobain's) [E] 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 takin' this land.

[B7] Then the Comancheros came a-[E] ridin' through the night
[B7] Stealin' and a-killin' takin' [E] ever'thing in sight
[B7] Nothin' left behind but the [E] blood and the sand
The Comancheros are [B7] takin' this [E] land
The Comancheros are [B7] takin' this [E] land.

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.

Tillman Franks

The duration of The Comancheros (unused title song) is 2:04 minutes and seconds.