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Due to the cut and paste deal, the rythem may be off. 
(I.E. where the chords are located in comparason to the words. 
but you should be able to figure it out.

(Verse 1)
D 
Livin' on the road, my friend
A
Was gonna keep us free and clean
G
But now you wear your skin like iron
D                              A
And your breath's as hard as kerosene
G
You weren't your mama's only boy
D                         G
But her favorite one, it seems 	
Bm                               G        A
She began to cry when you said good bye
G                   Bm
And sank into your dreams
(Verse 2)
D
Pancho was a bandit, boys
A
Rode a horse fast as polished steel
G
Wore his guns outside his pants 
D                         A
For all the honest world to feel
G
Pancho met his match, you know 
D                    G
On the deserts down in Mexico 
Bm                      G     A
No one heard his dyin' words 
G                   Bm
But that's the way it goes 
(Chorus)
G
And all the federales say 
D                           G
They could have had him any day 
Bm                 G    A
They only let him slip away 
       G               Bm
Out of kindness, I suppose
(Verse 3)
D
Now Lefty he can't sing the blues 
A
All night long like he used to 
G
The dust that Pancho bit down South 
D                    A
It ended up in Lefty's mouth 
G
The day they laid old Pancho low 
D                    G
Lefty split for Ohio 
Bm                      G           A
Where he got the bread to go 
G                     Bm
Well there ain't nobody 'knows 
(Chorus)
(Verse 4)
D
Now poets sing how Pancho fell 
A
Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel 
G
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
D                         A
And so the story ends, we're told 
G
Pancho needs your prayers, it's true 
D                           G
But save a few for Lefty, too 
Bm                          G        A
He only did what he had to do 
G                   Bm
And now he's growin' old  
(Chorus)
(Final Chorus)
D
Yes a few old gray federales still say
D                            G
They could have had him any day 
Bm                     G      A
They only let him go so wrong
       G                Bm
Out of kindness, I suppose

Re-Typed Tabbed And Edited For Beginners by RemyCain