Текст песни Merle Haggard - Pohcho And Lefty
Merle Haggard - Pohcho And Lefty слова песни
Living 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 mama`s only boy, but her favorite one it seemsShe began to cry when you said goodbye, And sank into your dreams.Pancho was a bandit boys, his horse was fast as polished steelHe wore his gun outside his pantsFor all the honest world to feel.Pancho met his match you know on the deserts down in MexicoNobody heard his dying words, ah but that`s the way it goes.All the Federales say they could have had him any dayThey only let him slip away out of kindness, I suppose.Lefty, he can`t sing the blues all night long like he used to.The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty`s mouthThe day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for OhioWhere he got the bread to go, there ain`t nobody knowsAll the Federales say they could have had him any dayThey only let him slip away out of kindness, I suppose.Poets tell how Pancho fell, and Lefty`s living in a cheap hotelThe desert`s quiet and Cleveland`s cold,And so the story ends we`re toldPancho needs your prayers it`s true, but save a few for Lefty tooHe only did what he had to do, and now he`s growing oldAll the Federales say they could have had him any dayThey only let him slip away out of kindness, I suppose.A few gray Federales say they could have had him any dayThey only let him go so long, out of of kindness, I suppose.