Pancho and Lefty piano leadsheet with chords

Living on the road, my friend,

was gonna keep you free and clean;

and now you wear your skin like iron,

and your breath as hard as kerosene.

Weren't you mama's only boy?

But her fav'rite one, it seemed.

She began to cry when you said

goodbye,

and sank into your dream.

Living on the road, my friend,

was gonna keep you free and clean;

and now you wear your skin like iron,

and your breath as hard as kerosene.

Weren't you mama's only boy?

But her fav'rite one, it seemed.

She began to cry when you said

goodbye,

and sank into your dream.

A All the Federales say they could have had him any day.

They only let him slip away,

out of kindness I suppose.

pose.