Frank Turner - Pancho and lefty

^C Living on the road my friend ^G Was gonna keep you free and clean ^F Now you wear your skin like iron Your br^Ceath's as hard as ^Gkerosene ^F You weren't your mama's only boy But her ^Cfavorite one it s^Feems She beg^Aman to cry when you sa^Fid ^Am7goodb^Gye And s^Fank into her d^Amreams ^C Pancho was a bandit boys His ^Ghorse was fast as polished steel ^FWore his gun outside his pants For ^Call the honest ^Gworld to feel ^F Pancho met his match you know On the ^Cdeserts down in ^FMexico ^Am Nobody heard his ^Fdy^Am7ing ^Gwords ^FThat's the way it ^Amgoes

^F All the federales say ^C They could have had him ^Fany day ^Am They just let him ^Fhang ^Am7a---^Ground Out of ^Fkindness I sup^Ampose

^C Lefty he can't sing the blues ^GAll night long like he used to The ^Fdust that Pancho bit down south ^CEnded up in ^GLefty's mouth The ^Fday they laid poor Pancho low ^CLefty split for ^FOhio ^Am Where he got the ^Fbread ^Am7to ^Ggo There ^Fain't nobody ^Amknows

^F All the federales say ^C They could have had him ^Fany day ^Am They just let him ^Fhang ^Am7a---^Ground Out of ^Fkindness I sup^Ampose

^C The poets tell how Pancho fell ^GLefty's livin' in a cheap motel The ^Fdesert's quiet and Cleveland's cold ^CSo the story e^Gnds we're told ^FPancho needs your prayers it's true, But ^Csave a few for ^FLefty too ^Am He just did what he ^Fhad^Am7 to ^Gdo ^FNow he's growing ^Amold

^F All the federales say ^C They could have had him ^Fany day ^Am They just let him ^Fhang ^Am7a---^Ground Out of ^Fkindness I sup^Ampose A ^Ffew gray federales say ^C They could have had him ^Fany day ^Am They just let him ^Fslip ^Am7a----^Gway Out of ^Fkindness I sup^Ampose