Pancho And Lefty
Townes Van Zandt

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Living on the road my friend / Was gonna keep you free and clean
Now you wear your  skin like iron / Your breath's as hard as kerosene
You weren't your mama's 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 boys / His horse was fast as polished steel
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 / That's the way it goes

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All the federales say (few gray) / They could have had him any day
They only let him hang around (go so wrong) / 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 mouth
The day they laid poor Pancho low / Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go / There ain't nobody knows

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The poets tell how Pancho fell / Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold / So the story ends we're told
Pancho needs your prayers it's true, / But save a few for Lefty too
He just did what he had to do / Now he's growing old

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