From out the dust, came a man true and Champion of the fandango By night he drank whiskey,by day killed bad man And the townspeople knew him as Rango.
the mountainside the people hailed his And of his legend they sango With iron in his heart, steel in his claw He pumped their heads all full of lead and
Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... RANGO
A ladies man indeed from his head down his knees Rango was doing the tango But came bad Bill from his hide out on 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 but his legend still lives on In the brothels and saloon of Durango He lived as he died six gun at his side And all the cried for Rango
Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... RANGO (Rango,Rango...)