From out the dust, a man true and bold Champion of the fandango By night he drank whiskey,by day killed bad man And the townspeople knew as Rango.
Comin'down the mountainside the people hailed name And of his legend they sango With iron in his heart, steel in his claw pumped their heads all full of lead and Rango
Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... RANGO
A 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........... RANGO
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Rango...........
Rango........... Rango........... RANGO
Rango he is gone but his legend still lives on In the brothels and saloon of Durango He lived as he died A gun at his side all the ladies cried for Rango
Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... RANGO (Rango,Rango...)