D Living on the road, my friend, A Is gonna keep you free and clean, G Now you wear your skin like iron, D A And your breath's as hard as kerosene. G You weren't your mama's only boy, D G But her favorite one it seems D G D A You heard her cry when you said goodbye, G Bm e:--2---------------| She sank into your dreams. B:----3-------------| G:------2-----------| Bm Riff D D:----------------0-| Pancho was a bandit boy, A:-----------2-4----| A E:------------------| His horse was fast as polished steel. G He wore his gun outside his pants D A For all the honest world to feel. G Pancho met his match, you know, D G On the deserts down in Mexico. D G D A Nobody heard his dying words, G Bm A Ah, but that's the way it goes.
G All the Federales say D G They could have had him any day, D G D A They only let him slip a - way G Bm Riff Out of kindness, I suppose
D Lefty, he can't sing the blues A All night long like he used to. G The dust that Pancho bit down south D A Ended up in Lefty's mouth. G The day they laid poor Pancho low, D G Lefty split for Ohio D G D A Where he got the bread to go, G Bm A There ain't nobody knows
G All the Federales say D G They could have had him any day, D G D A They only let him slip a - way G Bm Out of kindness, I suppose
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D The poets tell how Pancho fell, A And Lefty's living in cheap hotels. G The desert's quiet, and Cleveland's cold, D A And so the story ends we're told. G Pancho needs your prayers, it's true, D G But save a few for Lefty too. D G D A He only did what he had to do, G Bm A And now he's growing old
G All the Federales say D G They could have had him any day, D G D A They only let him slip a - way G Bm A Out of kindness, I suppose
G A few gray Federales say D G We could have had them any day, D G D A We only let 'em go so wrong G Bm Out of kindness, I suppose
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