Pancho And Lefty
Townes Van Zandt
DLiving on the road my friend
AWas gonna keep you free and clean
GNow you wear your skin like iron
Your Dbreath's as hard as Akerosene
GYou weren't your mama's only boy
But her Dfavorite one it Gseems
HmShe began to cry when you Gsaid Agoodbye
Gsank into your Hmdreams
DPancho was a bandit, boys
AHis horse was fast as polished steel
GWore his gun outside his pants
For Dall the honest Aworld to feel
GPancho met his match you know
On the Ddeserts down in GMexico
HmNobody heard his Gdying Awords
GThat's the way it Hmgoes
GAll the federales say
DThey could have had him Gany day
HmThey only let him Ghang Aaround
Out of Gkindness I Hmsuppose
DLefty he can't sing the blues
AAll night long like he used to
GThe dust that Pancho bit down south
DEnded up in ALefty's mouth
GThe day they laid poor Pancho low
DLefty split for GOhio
HmWhere he got the Gbread to Ago
GThere ain't nobody Hmknows
GAll the federales say
DThey could have had him Gany day
HmThey only let him Gslip Aaway
Out of Gkindness I Hmsuppose
DThe poets tell how Pancho fell
ALefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
GThe desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
DSo the story Aends we're told
GPancho needs your prayers it's true,
DBut save a few for GLefty too
HmHe just did what he Ghad to Ado
GNow he's growing Hmold
GA few gray federales say
DThey could have had him Gany day
HmThey only let him Ggo so Awrong
Out of Gkindness I Hmsuppose
GA few gray federales say
DThey could have had him Gany day
HmThey only let him Ggo so Awrong
Out of Gkindness I Hmsuppose