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Pancho 'n Lefty
Where he got the bread to go
Dust that Pancho bit down south
Nobody heard his dying words
Living on the road my friend
Gonna keep you free and clean
But that's the way it goes
Now you wear your skin like iron
Your breath as hard as kerosene
Ended up in Lefty's mouth
All the Federales say
You weren't your mama's only boy
But her favorite one it seemed
They could have had him any day
She began to cry
When you said goodbye
There ain't nobody knows
The day they laid ol Pancho low
They only let him slip away
And sank into your dreams
Pancho was a bandit boy
Out of kindness I suppose
His horse was fast
As polished steel
Lefty split for Ohio
Lefty -- he can't sing the blues
He wore his gun o'side his pants
For all the honest world to feel
All night long like he used to
Pancho met his match you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
