Текст песни Townes Van Zandt - Pancho And Lefty
Townes Van Zandt - Pancho And Lefty слова песни
by Townes Van ZandtLiving on the road my friend,is gonna keep you free and cleanNow 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 boy,his horse was fast as polished steelHe wore his gun outside his pantsFor all the honest world to feel.Pancho met his match you knowon the deserts down in MexicoNobody heard his dying words,ah but that`s the way it goes.All the Federales saythey could have had him any dayThey only let him slip awayout of kindness, I suppose.Lefty, he can`t sing the bluesall night long like he used to.The dust that Pancho bit down southended 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 knowsThe poets tell how Pancho fell,and Lefty`s living in cheap hotelsThe desert`s quiet, 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 old