Pancho And Lefty
Willie Nelson
DLivin' on the road, my friend
AWas gonna keep you free and clean
GAnd now you wear your skin like iron
DAnd your breath's as hard as Akerosene
GWeren't your mama's only boy
DBut her favorite one, it Gseems
HmShe began to cry when you Gsaid DgoodAbye
G(And) sank into your HmdreamsA/C#
DPancho was a bandit, boys
AHis horse was fast as polished steel
GHe wore his gun outside his pants
DFor all the honest Aworld to feel
GWell, Pancho met his match, you know
On the Ddeserts down in GMexico
HmNobody heard his GdyiDn' Awords
GAh, but that's the way it HmgoesA
GAll the federales say
DThey could have had him any Gday
HmThey only let him GsliDp Aaway
Out of Gkindness, I supHmposeA/C#
DLefty he can't sing the blues
AAll night long like he used to
GThe dust that Pancho bit down South
DEnded up in LefAty's mouth
GThe day they laid poor Pancho low
DLefty split for GOhio
HmWhere he got the Gbread Dto Ago
GThere ain't nobody HmknowsA
GAll the federales say
DThey could have had him Gany day
HmWe only let him GsliDp Aaway
Out of Gkindness, I supHmposeA
DThe poets tell how Pancho fell
AAnd Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
GThe desert's quiet, and Cleveland's cold
DAnd so the story Aends, we're told
GPancho needs your prayers, it's true
DBut save a few for GLefty, too
HmHe only did what he Ghad Dto Ado
GAnd now he's growin' HmoldA
GAll the federales say
DThey could have had him Gany day
HmThey only let him Ggo Dso Along
Out of Gkindness, I supHmposeA/C#
GA few gray federales say
DThey could have had him Gany day
HmThey only let him Ggo Dso Along
Out of Gkindness, I supHmposeGmaj7AD