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Capo I

Pancho and Lefty

Townes van Zandt

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


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