From out the dust
came a man true and bold
Champion of the fandango
By night he drank whiskey
by day killed bad men
And the townspeople knew him as rango
Comin' down the mountainside
the people hailed his name
And of his legend they sang-o
With iron in his heart
steel in his claw
He pumped their heads all full of lead and rango
A ladies man indeed from his head down to his knees
Rango was doing the tango
But in came bad bill from his hide out on the hill
With a notion to kill rango.
Now rango he is gone but his legend still lives on in the
Brothels and saloon of durango
He lived as he died
A six gun at his side
And all the ladies cried for rango
(Rango, rango...)

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN