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 be	gan to cry when you	said	good	bye - and	sank into your	dreams.

	C	G
	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	dy	ing	words, ah but	that's the way it	goes.

	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

	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.

	F	C	F
	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.