Paroles de Tex Willer

Yellow shirt now stands Guarding bold the boundaries of hell Fiery winds blow from depths of the south Two Colt 45 in hand Under a Stetson hat Watchful eyes are peering at the dawn Ride the wild steed, Dynamite its name Two that stand as one Brave man that no one can overcome Tireless sentinel Justice walks these lands And then it takes just the time of a breath Before the guns intonate a song of death In a blink of an eye every duel ends A bearer of hope in a lawless far west Chief of Navajo tribe Called by them as "eagle of the night" A dark shadow has settled on your love A fierce vengeance to consume Army of four parts Tiger Jack your brother of blood Carson the old friend who never let you down Your son Kit, the little hawk Brave men that no one can overcome Fearless sentinels Justice walks this lands