From out the dust, came a man true and bold Champion of the fandango By night he whiskey,by day killed bad man the townspeople knew him as Rango.
Comin'down the mountainside the people hailed his name And of 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 ladies man indeed from his down to his knees Rango was doing the tango But in came bad Bill from his hide out on hill With a notion to kill Rango.
Now Rango he is gone but his legend 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 Rango
Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... Rango........... RANGO (Rango,Rango...)