Pancho and Lefty
Townes Van Zandt
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[Strophe]GLiving on the road my friendDWas gonna keep you free and cleanCNow you wear your skin like ironG DYour breath's as hard as keroseneCYou weren't your mama's only boyG CBut her favorite one it seemsEm C DShe began to cry when you said goodbyeC Emsank into your dreams[Strophe]GPancho was a bandit boysDHis horse was fast as polished steelCWore his gun outside his pantsG DFor all the honest world to feelCPancho met his match you knowG COn the deserts down in MexicoEm C DNobody heard his dying wordsC EmThat's the way it goes[Refrain]CAll the federales sayG CThey could have had him any dayEm C DThey only let him hang aroundC EmOut of kindness I suppose[Strophe]GLefty he can't sing the bluesDAll night long like he used toCThe dust that Pancho bit down southG DEnded up in Lefty's mouthCThe day they laid poor Pancho lowG CLefty split for OhioEm C DWhere he got the bread to goC EmThere ain't nobody knows[Refrain]CAll the federales sayG CThey could have had him any dayEm C DThey only let him slip awayC EmOut of kindness I suppose[Strophe]GThe poets tell how Pancho fellDLefty's livin' in a cheap hotelCThe desert's quiet and Cleveland's coldG DSo the story ends we're toldCPancho needs your prayers it's true,G CBut save a few for Lefty tooEm C DHe just did what he had to doC EmNow he's growing old[Refrain]CA few gray federales sayG CThey could have had him any dayEm C DThey only let him go so wrongC EmOut of kindness I suppose[Outro]CA few gray federales sayG CThey could have had him any dayEm C DThey only let him go so wrongC EmOut of kindness I suppose