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 dyi ng 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 awa y
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
F
All the Federales say
C
F
they could have had him any day
Am
F
C
G
They only let him slip awa y
F
Am
out of kindness I suppose
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
F
All the Federales say
C
F
they could have had him any day
Am
F
C
G
They only let him slip awa y
F
Am
out of kindness I suppose
F
Am
C
G
