C
Living on the road my friend
G
Is gonna keep you free and clean
F
Now you wear your skin like iron
C G
Your breath as hard as kerosene
F
Weren't your mama's only boy
C F
But her favorite one it seems
Am F C G
She began to cry when you said goodbye
F Am
And sank into your dreams
C
Pancho was a bandit boys
G
his horse fast as polished steel
F
He wore his gun outside his pants
C G
For all the honest world to feel
F
But Pancho met his match you know
C F
on the deserts down in Mexico
Am F C G
Nobody heard his dying words
F Am
ah but that's the way it goes
F
All the Federales say
C F
they could have had him any day
Am F C G
They only let him slip away
F Am
out of kindness I suppose
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
When they laid poor Pancho low
C F
Lefty split for Ohio
Am F C G
Where he got the bread to go
F Am
there ain't nobody knows
CHORUS
C
Poets tell how Pancho fell
G
and Lefty's living in a cheap hotel
F
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold,
C G
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 C G
He only did what he had to do
F Am
and now he's growing old
CHORUS
And that's pretty much it... I think.