Lefty

Steve Earle - Pancho And Lefty



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Livin' on the road, my friend

Was gonna keep you free and clean

And now you wear your skin like iron

And your breath as hard as kerosene



Weren't you mama's only boy

But her favorite one, it seems

She began to cry when you said, "Goodbye"

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 dyin' words

But that's 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 can't sing the blues

All night long like he used to

The dust that Pancho bit down south

Ended up in lefty's