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Pancho And Lefty
Livin 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 weren't your momma's only boy, but her favorite one it seems She began to cry when you said goodbye And sank into your dreams For all the honest world to feel Pancho was a bandit boy, his horse was fast as polished steel Pancho met his match you know on the deserts down in Mexico Nobody heard his dyin words, ah but that's the way it goes He wore his gun outside his pants
They only let him slip away, out of kindness I suppose All the Federales say, they could've had him any day Lefty he can't sing the blues all night long like he used to The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty's mouth
All the Federales say, they could've had him any day Where he got the bread to go, there ain't nobody knows
The boys tell how old Pancho fell, and Lefty's livin in cheap hotels They only let him slip away out of kindness I suppose The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold And so the story ends we're told Pancho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too He only did what he had to do, and now he's growing old
All the Federales say, they could've had him any day They only let him slip away out of kindness I suppose A few gray Federales say, they could've had him any day
They only let him slip away out of kindness I suppose
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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© זכויות היוצרים שמורות למחברים
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