Poncho & Lefty Lyrics

Living on the road my friend,

Is gonna keep you free and clean
Now you wear your skin like iron,

Your breath as hard as kerosene.

You werent your mamas only boy,

But her favorite one it seems

She began to cry when you said goodbye,

And 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 dying words,
Ah but thats 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 cant sing the blues

All night long like he used to.

The dust that pancho bit down south

Ended up in leftys mouth
The day they laid poor pancho low,

Lefty split for ohio

Where he got the bread to go,

There aint nobody knows

The poets tell how pancho fell,

And leftys living in cheap hotels

The deserts quiet, clevelands cold,

And so the story ends were told

Pancho needs your prayers its true,

But save a few for lefty too

He only did what he had to do,

And now hes growing old