Hoyt Axton - Poncho & Lefty Lyrics
Livin' on the road my friend
Is gonna make you free and cleanAnd now you wear your skin like ironYour breath is hard as keroseneWeren't you mamma's only boy?But her favorite one it seemsShe began to cry when you said, goodbyeAnd it sank you to your dreamPoncho was a bandit beauHis horse was fast as polished steelHe wore his gun outside his clothesFor all the honest world to seePoncho met his match you knowOn the desert down in MexicoNo one heard his dyin' wordBut that's the way it goesAnd all the Federales, they sayThey could have had him any dayThey only let him slip awayOut of kindness I supposeLefty, he can't sing the bluesAll night long like he used to doThe dust that Poncho bit down southEnded up in Lefty's mouthThe day, they lay poor Poncho lowLefty split for OhioWhere he got the bread to goWell, there ain't nobody knowsPoets tell how Poncho fellAnd Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotelThe desert's quiet, Cleveland's coldSo the story ends I'm toldPoncho needs your prayers, it's trueBut save a few for Lefty tooHe only did what he had to doAnd now he's growin' oldAnd a few gray Federales sayWe could have had him any dayThey only let him slip awayOut of kindness I supposeSaid a few gray Federales sayWe could have had him any dayWe only let him go so longOut of kindness I suppose