Comanche Moon

I see it rising in the eastern sky Pointing us the way we need to ride Back in 1864, we'd be bolting up our doors Praying that our scalps would see the morning light But the settlers keep on coming and the brave no longer rides It's up to us to save The West tonight Comanche moon (Whoooo) We're raiding Fort Worth tonight Take their women burn it down 'til the cavalry runs us out Then go back west to rest and lick our wounds We'll whip 'em on the next Comanche Moon We've lost most of our young braves, it's not like the olden days We were younger when our medicine was strong Where they've gone it's hard to know, like the sacred buffalo They lie prisoner to their pretty painted squaws But tonight as they are sleeping in their fancy feather beds Dreaming they were riding off the rez Comanche moon (Whoooo) We're raiding Fort Worth tonight Take their women burn it down 'til the cavalry runs us out Then go back west to rest and lick our wounds We'll whip 'em on the next Comanche Moon (Whoooo) We're raiding Fort Worth tonight Take their women burn it down 'til the cavalry runs us out Then go back west to rest and lick our wounds We'll whip 'em on the next Comanche Moon Comanche Moon