CG
Living on the road my friend, is gonna keep you free and clean
F
Now you wear your skin like iron,
CG
Your breath as hard as kerosene.
FCF
You werenʼt your mamaʼs only boy, but her favorite one it seems
CFCG
She began to cry when you said goodbye,
FAm
And sank into your dreams.
AmGCCG
Pancho was a bandit boys, his horse was fast as polished steel
F
He wore his gun outside his pants
CG
For all the honest world to feel.
FCF
Pancho met his match you know on the deserts down in Mexico
CFCGFAmAmGF
Nobody heard his dying words, ah but thatʼs the way it goes.
FCF
All the Federales say they could have had him any day
CFCGFAm
They only let him slip away out of kindness, I suppose.
AmGCCG
Lefty, he canʼt sing the blues all night long like he used to.
FCG
The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Leftyʼs mouth
FCF
The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio
CFCGFAm
Where he got the bread to go, there ainʼt nobody knows
AmGFFCF
All the Federales say they could have had him any day
CFCGFAmAmGC
They only let him slip away out of kindness, I suppose.
CG
Poets tell how Pancho fell, and Leftyʼs living in a cheap hotel
F
The desertʼs quiet and Clevelandʼs cold,
CG
And so the story ends weʼre told
FCF
Pancho needs your prayers itʼs true, but save a few for Lefty too
CFCGFAm
He only did what he had to do, and now heʼs growing old
AmGFFCF
All the Federales say they could have had him any day
CFCGFAm
They only let him slip away out of kindness, I suppose.
AmGFFCF
A few gray Federales say they could have had him any day
CFCGFAm
They only let him go so long, out of of kindness, I suppose.
