Luyện nghe bài hát Pancho & Lefty (Alternate 1972 Mix Without Strings And Horns)

Living on the my friend,
Is gonna you free and clean
Now you wear your skin iron,
And breath as hard as kerosene.
You your mama's only boy,
But her favorite one it
She began to cry when you goodbye,
Sank into dreams.

was a bandit boy,
His was fast as polished steel
Wore his gun his pants
For all the world to feel.
Pancho met his match you
On the deserts down in
Nobody heard his words,
Ah but the way it goes.

All the say
could have had him any day
They let him hang around
Out of kindness, I suppose.

Lefty, he can't sing the
All night like he used to.
The dust that bit down south
up in Lefty's mouth
The day they laid Pancho low,
split for Ohio
Where he got the to go,
There ain't nobody

All the say
could have had him any day
They let him slip away

Now the tell how Pancho fell,
And living in cheap hotel
The quiet, Cleveland's cold,
And so the story we're told
Pancho needs your prayers true,
But save a few for too
He did what he had to do,
And now he's old

And a few great say
They could had him any day
They let him go so wrong
Out of kindness, I suppose.

A few Federales say
They have had him any day
They only let him go so
Out of kindness, I suppose.