Harris Emmylou - 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,
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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,
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And sank into your dreams.
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Pancho was a bandit boys, his horse was fast as polished steel
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Be wore his gun outside his pants
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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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Poets tell how Pancho fell, and Lefty's living in a cheap hotel
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The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold,
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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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Be 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 slip away 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 of kindness, I suppose.