4 acessos
C G7 Livin' on the road my friend is gonna keep you free and clean F C Now you wear your skin like iron, your breath's hard as G7 kerosene F C F You weren't your momma's only boy, but her favorite one it seems C Dm F Began to cry when you said, "good-bye", sank into your Am dreams. Poncho was a bandit boys, his horse was fast as polished steel He wore his gun outside his pants for all the honest world to feel Poncho met his match, ya know, on the desert down in Mexico No one heard his dyin' words, but that's the way it goes. F C F All the Federales say, they could'a had him any day C Dm F Am They only let him go so long, out of kindness I suppose. Lefty he can't sing the blues, anymore like he used to The dust that Poncho bit down south, ended up in Lefty's mouth The day they laid poor Poncho low, Lefty split for O-hio Where he got the bread to go, ain't nobody knows. Chorus: (slip away) The poets tell how Poncho fell, Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold and so the story ends, we're told Poncho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too He only did what he had to do but now he's growin' old. Chorus: (slip away) Chorus: (go so wrong)