Where the four winds blow and it's five miles wide Where a sixgun rules and a man can't hide A man can play, and a man can win Lucky Luke rides again Lucky Luke, born to ride, with a sixgun by his side Lucky Luke here's to you There's a man who waits, over yonder hill And when he shoots he shoots to kill But he don't know that in the end Lucky Luke will ride again Lucky Luke, born to ride, with a sixgun by his side Lucky Luke here's to you On the dusty trail, 'neath the western sky Where ths sun shines hard enough to fry A cowboys dream must never end Lucky Luke rides again Lucky Luke, born to ride, with a sixgun by his side Lucky Luke here's to you Lucky Luke, born to ride, with a sixgun by his side Lucky Luke here's to you
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