There are a few measures of 2/4 in this song
notated like this: / F C /.
Intro Solo:
/ C - - - / - - - - / G - - - / - - - - /
/ F - - - / - - - - / Am - - -/ - - - - /
C
Living
on the road my friend
G
Is
gonna keep you free and clean
F
Now
you wear your skin like iron
C
Your
breath as hard as
G
kerosene
F
Weren't
your mama's only son
But her
C
favorite
one it
F
seems
Am / F C / G
She began to cry when you said good-bye
And
F
sank
into your
Am
dreams
C
Pancho
was a bandit, boys, his
G
horse
was fast as polished steel
F
He
wore his gun outside his pants
For
C
all
the honest
G
world
to feel
F
Pancho
met his match you know on the
C
border
down in
F
Mexico
Am / F C /G
Nobody heard his dying words
but
F
that's
the way it
Am
goes
CHORUS
F
All
the Federales say
They
C
could
have had him
F
any
day
Am / F C / G
They only let him hang around
out of
F
kindness
I
Am
suppose
C
Lefty
he can't sing the blues
G
all
night long like he used to
F
The
dust that Pancho bit down south
C
ended
up in
G
Lefty's
mouth
F
The
day they laid poor Pancho low
C
Lefty
left for O
F
hio
Am / F C / G
Where he got the bread to go
there a
F
in't
nobody
Am
knows
CHORUS
(slip away)
C
Poets
tell how Pancho fell and
G
Lefty's
living in a cheap hotel
F
The
border’s quiet and Cleveland's cold,
C
And
so the story
G
ends
we're told
F
Pancho
needs your prayers it's true but
C
save
a few for
F
Lefty
too
Am / F C / G
He only did what he had to do
and
F
now
he's growing
Am
old
CHORUS
(go so wrong)
CHORUS
(A few gray Federales say)
(go so wrong)
end Am