Tom: D
Introdução:
D
Livin' on the road, my friend
A
Was gonna keep you free and clean
G
And now you wear your skin like iron
D A
And your breath' s as hard as kerosene
G
Weren' t your mama' s only boy
D G
But her favorite one, it seems
Bm G D A
She began to cry when you said goodbye
G Bm A/C#*
(And) sank into your dreams
D
Pancho was a bandit, boys
A
His horse was fast as polished steel
G
He wore his gun outside his pants
D A
For all the honest world to feel
G
Well, Pancho met his match, you know
D G
On the deserts down in Mexico
Bm G D A
Nobody heard his dyin' words
G Bm A*
Ah, but that' s the way it goes
G
All the federales say
D G
They could have had him any day
Bm G D A
They only let him slip away
G Bm A/C#*
Out of kindness, I suppose
D
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
Ended up in Lefty' s mouth
G
The day they laid poor Pancho low
D G
Lefty split for Ohio
Bm G D A
Where he got the bread to go
G Bm A*
There ain' t nobody knows
G
All the federales say
D G
They could have had him any day
Bm G D A
We only let him slip away
G Bm A*
Out of kindness, I suppose
D
The poets tell how Pancho fell
A
And 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 D A
He only did what he had to do
G Bm A*
And now he' s growin' old
G
All the federales say
D G
They could have had him any day
Bm G D A
They only let him go so long
G Bm A/C#*
Out of kindness, I suppose
G
A few gray federales say
D G
They could have had him any day
Bm G D A
They only let him go so long
G Bm G7M A D
Out of kindness, I suppose