C
Living on the road my friend
G7
Was gonna keep us free and clean
F
But now you wear your skin like iron
C G7
And your breath's as hard as kerosene
F
You weren't your mama's only boy
C F
But her favorite one it seems
Am F G7
She began to cry when you said good bye
F Am
And sank into your dreams
C
Pancho was a bandit boy
G7
Rode a horse fast as polished steel
F
He wore his guns outside his pants
C G7
For all the honest world to feel
F
Pancho met his match you know
C F
On the deserts down in Mexico
Am F G7
Nobody heard his dying words
F Am
But that's the way it goes
F
And all the federales say
C F
They could have had him any day
Am F G7
They only let him slip away
F Am
Out of kindness I suppose
C
Now Lefty he can't sing the blues
G7
All night long like he used to
F
The dust that Pancho bit down South
C G7
It ended up in Lefty's mouth
F
The day they laid poor Pancho low
C F
Lefty split for Ohio
Am F G7
Where he got the bread to go
F Am
Well there ain't nobody knows
F
And all the federales say
C F
They could have had him any day
Am F G7
They only let him slip away
F Am
Out of kindness I suppose
C
The poets tell how Pancho fell
G7
Lefty's living in a cheap hotel
F
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
C G7
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 G7
He only did what he had to do
F Am
And now he's growing old
F
And all the federales say
C F
They could have had him any day
Am F G7
They only let him go so long
F Am
Out of kindness I suppose
F
A few gray federales say
C F
They could have had him any day
Am F G7
They only let him go so long
F Am
Out of kindness I suppose