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   [ trumpet ]   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'...