Ballad of the Lone Ranger

The Lone Ranger and Tonto For years two loyal friends Riding the range together Fighting for justice's ends. Kimo Sabe and his side kick A Masked Man on his White Horse And faithfully following along That Brave Tonto of course. Dead Mans Prairie Not a branch of cover in sight Three hundred hostile Redskins Had crept up during the night. You could hear their War cries As they danced just out of range Then came a sudden silence Eerie, frightening and strange. The odds were overwhelming Chance of survival nil The Lone Ranger sighed Accepting the bitter pill. This is it old companion We've no chance if they attack. But Old Tonto wasn't listening He was on his horse's back Heading for the tribes In a survival race Yelling over his shoulder Who you talking to, Paleface.