Poncho And Lefty

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Living on the road my friend, is gonna keep you free and clean
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Now you wear your skin like iron, Your breath as hard as kerosene
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You weren't your mama's only boy, but her favorite one it seems
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She began to cry when you said goodbye, And sank into your dreams

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Pancho was a bandit boy, his horse was fast as polished steel
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He wore his gun outside his pants. For all the honest world to feel
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Pancho met his match you know on the deserts down in Mexico
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Nobody heard his dying words, ah but that's the way it goes

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All the Federales say they could have had him any day
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They only let him slip away    out of kindness, I suppose

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Lefty, he can't sing the blues all night long like he used to
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The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty's mouth
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The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio
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Where he got the bread to go, there ain't nobody knows

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All the Federales say they could have had him any day
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They only let him slip away out of kindness, I suppose

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The poets tell how Pancho fell, and Lefty's living in cheap hotels
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The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold, And so the story ends we're told
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Pancho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too
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He only did what he had to do,   and now he's growing old

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All the Federales say they could have had him any day
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They only let him go so long   out of kindness, I suppose

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A few gray Federales say they could have had him any day
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They only let him go so long   out of kindness, I suppose