Pancho And Lefty
Townes Van Zandt
GLiving on the road my friend
DWas gonna keep you free and clean
CNow you wear your skin like iron
Your Gbreath's as hard as Dkerosene
CYou weren't your mama's only boy
But her Gfavorite one it Cseems
EmShe began to cry when you Csaid Dgoodbye
Csank into your Emdreams
GPancho was a bandit, boys
DHis horse was fast as polished steel
CWore his gun outside his pants
For Gall the honest Dworld to feel
CPancho met his match you know
On the Gdeserts down in CMexico
EmNobody heard his Cdying Dwords
CThat's the way it Emgoes
CAll the federales say
GThey could have had him Cany day
EmThey only let him Chang Daround
Out of Ckindness I Emsuppose
GLefty he can't sing the blues
DAll night long like he used to
CThe dust that Pancho bit down south
GEnded up in DLefty's mouth
CThe day they laid poor Pancho low
GLefty split for COhio
EmWhere he got the Cbread to Dgo
CThere ain't nobody Emknows
CAll the federales say
GThey could have had him Cany day
EmThey only let him Cslip Daway
Out of Ckindness I Emsuppose
GThe poets tell how Pancho fell
DLefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
CThe desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
GSo the story Dends we're told
CPancho needs your prayers it's true,
GBut save a few for CLefty too
EmHe just did what he Chad to Ddo
CNow he's growing Emold
CA few gray federales say
GThey could have had him Cany day
EmThey only let him Cgo so Dwrong
Out of Ckindness I Emsuppose
CA few gray federales say
GThey could have had him Cany day
EmThey only let him Cgo so Dwrong
Out of Ckindness I Emsuppose