文本歌词

Poncho and Lefty - The Great Country Crew
Living on the road my friend
Gonna keep you free and clean
Now you were your skin like iron
And your breath's as hard as kerosene
You weren't your mama's only boy
But her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
Sank to your dream
Poncho was a bandit boy
His horse was fast as polished steel
He wore his gun outside his pants
For all the honest world to feel
Poncho met his match you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
Nobody heard his dyin' word
But that's the way it goes
All the Federals they say
They could have had him any day
They only let him slip away
Out of kindness I suppose
Lefty he can't sing the blues
All night long like he used to
The dust that Poncho bit down south
Ended up in Lefty's mouth
The day they lay poor Poncho low
Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go
There ain't nobody knows
All the Federals they say
We could have had him any day
We only let him slip away
Out of kindness I suppose
The poets tell how Poncho fell
Lefty's livin' in cheap hotels
The desert's quiet Cleveland's cold
And so the story ends we're told
Poncho needs your prayers
It's true save a few for Lefty too
He only did what he had to do
Now he's growin' old
All the Federals they say
We could have had him any day
They only let him go so long
Out of kindness I suppose
A few grey Federals they say
We could have had him any day
We only let him go so long
Out of kindness I suppose