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

Living on the my friend,
Is keep you free and clean
Now you wear your like iron,
And your breath as as kerosene.
You weren't your mama's boy,
But her favorite one it
She began to cry when you goodbye,
Sank your dreams.

was a bandit boy,
His was fast as polished steel
his gun outside 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 could had him any day
only let him hang around
Out of kindness, I suppose.

Lefty, he can't the blues
All night long he used to.
The dust that Pancho bit down
Ended up in Lefty's
The day they poor Pancho low,
Lefty for Ohio
he got the bread to go,
There nobody knows

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

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

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

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