Watch him ride into the sunset

He'd have the little fat guy

right along his side

Echoing off the canyon, Hey Cisco

from Pancho 'n' pretty soon

the black sombrero would reply

Hey Pancho what's happening mi amigo

It's getting somewhere near the end,

this winding trail

When we've raced around the corner

for the final dusty time

Mr Renaldo 'n' Carillo's

going to jail



Can't open no more supermarkets

Duncan's sombrero's hanging

up there with his guns

Some cigarro sucking slag

under a chip Hollywood chandelier

Says 'Cisco, Kid you know

your day is done

Let me know how you are doin'

Mr Renaldo

if you need me I could be