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C Living on the road my friend G Is gonna keep you free and clean F Now you wear your skin like iron C G Your breath as hard as kerosene F Weren't your mama's only boy C F But her favorite one it seems Am F C G She began to cry when you said goodbye F Am And sank into your dreams C Pancho was a bandit boys G his horse fast as polished steel F He wore his gun outside his pants C G For all the honest world to feel F But Pancho met his match you know C F on the deserts down in Mexico Am F C G Nobody heard his dying words F Am ah but that's the way it goes F All the Federales say C F they could have had him any day Am F C G They only let him slip away F Am out of kindness I suppose C Lefty he can't sing the blues G all night long like he used to F The dust that Pancho bit down south C G ended up in Lefty's mouth F When they laid poor Pancho low C F Lefty split for Ohio Am F C G Where he got the bread to go F Am there ain't nobody knows CHORUS C Poets tell how Pancho fell G and Lefty's living in a cheap hotel F The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold, C G And so the story ends we're told F Pancho needs your prayers it's true C F but save a few for Lefty too Am F C G He only did what he had to do F Am and now he's growing old CHORUS And that's pretty much it... I think.
F All the Federales say C F they could have had him any day Am F C G They only let him slip away F Am out of kindness I suppose
Written by Townes Van Zandt
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