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 skin like iron,
And your as hard as kerosene.
You your mama's only boy,
But her one it seems
She began to cry you said goodbye,
Sank into dreams.

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

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

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

All the say
They have had him any day
They only let him slip

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

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

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