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Pancho and Lefty

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  • Steve Earle - Pancho And Lefty

    Livin' on the road, my friend
    Was gonna keep you free and clean
    And now you wear your skin like iron
    And your breath as hard as kerosene

    Weren't you mama's only boy
    But her favorite one, it seems
    She began to cry when you said, "Goodbye"
    Sank into your dreams

    Pancho was a bandit, boy
    His horse was fast as polished steel
    He wore his gun outside his pants
    For all the honest world to feel

    Pancho met his match, you know
    On the deserts down in Mexico
    Nobody heard his dyin' words
    But that's the way it goes

    All the federales say
    "They could have had him any day"
    They only let him slip away
    Out of kindness, I suppose

    Lefty he can't sing the blues
    All night long like he used to
    The dust that Pancho bit down south
    Ended up in lefty's mouth

    The day they laid poor Pancho low
    Lefty split for Ohio
    Where he got the bread to go
    There ain't nobody knows

    All the federales say
    "They could have had him any day"
    We only let him slip away
    Out of kindness, I suppose

    The poets tell how Pancho fell
    And lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
    The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
    And so the story ends, we're told

    Pancho needs your prayers, it's true
    But save a few for lefty, too
    He only did what he had to do
    And now he's growin' old

    All the federales say
    "We could have had him any day"
    They only let him go so long
    Out of kindness, I suppose

    A few old gray federales say
    "Could have had him any day"
    We only let him go so long
    Out of kindness, I suppose
  • Steve Earle - Pancho And Lefty

    Livin' on the road, my friend
    Was gonna keep you free and clean
    And now you wear your skin like iron
    And your breath as hard as kerosene

    Weren't you mama's only boy
    But her favorite one, it seems
    She began to cry when you said, "Goodbye"
    Sank into your dreams

    Pancho was a bandit, boy
    His horse was fast as polished steel
    He wore his gun outside his pants
    For all the honest world to feel

    Pancho met his match, you know
    On the deserts down in Mexico
    Nobody heard his dyin' words
    But that's the way it goes

    All the federales say
    "They could have had him any day"
    They only let him slip away
    Out of kindness, I suppose

    Lefty he can't sing the blues
    All night long like he used to
    The dust that Pancho bit down south
    Ended up in lefty's mouth

    The day they laid poor Pancho low
    Lefty split for Ohio
    Where he got the bread to go
    There ain't nobody knows

    All the federales say
    "They could have had him any day"
    We only let him slip away
    Out of kindness, I suppose

    The poets tell how Pancho fell
    And lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
    The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
    And so the story ends, we're told

    Pancho needs your prayers, it's true
    But save a few for lefty, too
    He only did what he had to do
    And now he's growin' old

    All the federales say
    "We could have had him any day"
    They only let him go so long
    Out of kindness, I suppose

    A few old gray federales say
    "Could have had him any day"
    We only let him go so long
    Out of kindness, I suppose