Where the four winds blow and it's five miles wide
Where the six gun 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 six gun 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 six gun by his side
Lucky luke, here's to you
On the dusty trail, 'neath the western sky
Where the sun shines hard enough to fry
A cowboy's dream must never end
Lucky luke rides again
Lucky luke, born to ride, with a six gun by his side
Lucky luke, here's to you
Lucky luke, born to ride, with a six gun by his side
Lucky luke, here's to you
Lucky Luke, born to ride, with a six gun by his side
Lucky Luke, here's to you