From out the dust, came a man true and bold Champion of fandango By night he drank whiskey,by killed bad man And the townspeople knew him as Rango.
Comin'down the mountainside the people hailed his name And of his legend they sango With iron in his steel in his claw 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 the hill With a notion to kill Rango.
Rango........... Rango...........
Rango........... RANGO
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Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... RANGO
Now Rango he is gone but his still lives on In 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........... Rango........... RANGO (Rango,Rango...)