INTRO: C
VERSE
C
Living on the road my friend
G
Was gonna keep you free and clean
F
Now you wear your skin like iron
C G
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 C C/B G
She began to cry when you said goodbye
F Am
And sank into her dreams
C
Pancho was a bandit boys
G
His horse was fast as polished steel
F
Wore his gun outside his pants
C G
For all the honest world to feel
F
Pancho met his match you know
C F
On the deserts down in Mexico
Am C C/B G
Nobody heard his dying words
F Am
That's the way it goes
F
All the federales say
C F
They could have had him any day
Am C C/B G
They just let him hang a---round
F Am
Out of kindness I suppose
VERSE
C
Lefty he can't sing the blues
G
All night long like he used to
F
The dust that Pancho bit down south
C G
Ended up in Lefty's mouth
F
The day they laid poor Pancho low
C F
Lefty split for Ohio
Am C C/B G
Where he got the bread to go
F Am
There ain't nobody knows
F
All the federales say
C F
They could have had him any day
Am C C/B G
They just let him hang a---round
F Am
Out of kindness I suppose
Instrumental
F C F Am C
C/B G F Am
VERSE
C
The poets tell how Pancho fell
G
Lefty's livin' in a cheap motel
F
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
C G
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 C C/B G
He just did what he had to do
F Am
Now he's growing old
F
All the federales say
C F
They could have had him any day
Am C C/B G
They just let him hang a---round
F Am
Out of kindness I suppose
F
A few gray federales say
C F
They could have had him any day
Am C C/B G
They just let him slip a----way
F Am
Out of kindness I suppose
END
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