Steve Earle - Pancho And Lefty
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Livin" on the road, my friend
Was gonna keep you free and clean
And now you wear your skin like iron
And your breath as hard as kerosene
Weren"t you mama"s only boy
But her favorite one, it seems
She began to cry when you said, "Goodbye"
Sank into your dreams
Pancho was a bandit, boy
His horse was fast as polished steel
He wore his gun outside his pants
For all the honest world to feel
Pancho met his match, you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
Nobody heard his dyin" words
But that"s the way it goes
All the federales say
"They could have had him any day"
They only let him slip away
Out of kindness, I suppose
Lefty he can"t sing the blues
All night long like he used to
The dust that Pancho bit down south
Ended up in lefty"s
