I didn't find this in the DT database so I'll post the lyrics here. I hope I didn't screw up the formatting for HTML; I used Wordperfect to do the conversion and checked the HTML file with a text editor. It looked OK... honest!! By the way, Pupunutu, if you want the chords let me know and I'll send those along also.

PANCHO AND LEFTY
As sung by Townes van Zandt on "A Far Cry from Dead" (1999)

Livin' on the road, my friend
Was gonna keep you free and clean
But now you wear your skin like iron
And your breath's as hard as kerosene
You weren't your mama's only boy
But her favorite one, it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
And sank into your dreams

Pancho was a bandit, boys
His horse was fast as polished steel
Wore his guns outside his pants
For all the honest world to feel
Pancho met his match, ya know
On the deserts down in Mexico
Nobody heard his dyin' words
Ah, but that's the way it goes

And all the federales say
They could 'a' had him any day
They only let him hang around
Out o' kindness, I suppose

Well, 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 mouth
The day they laid old Pancho low
Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go
Ah, there ain't nobody knows

And all the federales say
They could 'a' had him any day
They only let him slip away
Out o' kindness, I suppose

And the poets tell how Pancho fell
Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
And so the story ends, we're told
Pancho needs your prayers, it's true
Save a few for Lefty, too
He just did what he had to do
And now he's growin' old

A few grey federales say
They could 'a' had him any day
They only let him go so wrong
Out of kindness, I suppose

A few grey federales say
They could 'a' had him any day
They only let him go so wrong
Out o' kindness, I suppose