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

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

Pancho was a boy,
His horse was as polished steel
Wore his gun outside his
For all the honest to feel.
Pancho met his you know
On the deserts down in
Nobody his dying words,
Ah but the way it goes.

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

Lefty, he sing the blues
All night long he used to.
The dust that Pancho bit down
up in Lefty's mouth
The day they poor Pancho low,
split for Ohio
Where he got the to go,
There ain't knows

All the say
They could had him any day
They only let him away

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

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

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