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Pancho and Lefty Chords

Verse 1.
 
G
Living on the road my friend
D
Was gonna keep you free and clean
C
Now you wear your skin like iron
     G                   D
Your breath's as hard as kerosene
C
You weren't your mama's only boy
        G               C
But her favorite one it seems
Em                        C      D
She began to cry when you said goodbye
 C              Em
sank into your dreams
 
Verse 2.
 
G
Pancho  was  a  bandit  boys
D
His  horse  was  fast  as  polished  steel
C
Wore  his  gun  outside  his  pants
     G                 D
For  all  the  honest  world  to  feel
C
Pancho  met  his  match  you  know
         G                  C
On  the  deserts  down  in  Mexico
Em                  C      D
Nobody  heard  his  dying  words
C                     Em
That's  the  way  it  goes
 
Chorus :
 
C
All  the  federales  say
G                            C
They  could  have  had  him  any  day
Em                    C     D
They  only  let  him  hang  around
         C            Em
Out  of  kindness  I  suppose
 
Verse 3.
 
G
Lefty  he  can't  sing  the  blues
D
All  night  long  like  he  used  to
C
The  dust  that  Pancho  bit  down  south
 G              D
Ended  up  in  Lefty's  mouth
C
The  day  they  laid  poor  Pancho  low
G                  C
Lefty  split  for  Ohio
Em                   C          D
Where  he  got  the  bread  to  go
  C                   Em
There  ain't  nobody  knows
 
Chorus :
 
C
All  the  federales  say
G                            C
They  could  have  had  him  any  day
Em                   C      D
They  only  let  him  slip away
         C            Em
Out  of  kindness  I  suppose
 
Verse 4.
 
G
The  poets  tell  how  Pancho  fell
D
Lefty's  livin'  in  a  cheap  hotel
C
The  desert's  quiet  and  Cleveland's  cold
G               D
So  the  story  ends  we're  told
C
Pancho  needs  your  prayers  it's  true,
G                       C
But  save  a  few  for  Lefty  too
Em                       C       D
He  just  did  what  he  had  to  do
C                   Em
Now  he's  growing  old
 
Chorus:
 
C
A  few  gray  federales  say
G                            C
They  could  have  had  him  any  day
Em                    C        D
They  only  let  him  go  so  wrong
         C              Em
Out  of  kindness  I  suppose
 
(repeat)
 
C
A  few  gray  federales  say
G                            C
They  could  have  had  him  any  day
Em                    C        D
They  only  let  him  go  so  wrong
         C              Em
Out  of  kindness  I  suppose
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Waitin’ Around to Die
‣ Townes Van Zandt
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