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Poncho & Lefty - The Hit Co

Poncho & Lefty - The Hit Co. (热歌公司)

Living on the road my friend

Was gonna keep you free and clean

Now you were your skin like iron

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

And sank into your dreams

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' words

That's the way it goes

All the Federales say

Could've had him any day

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

Day they laid poor Poncho low

Lefty split for Ohio

Where he got the bread to go

There ain't nobody knows

All the Federales say

They could've had him any day

Only let him slip away

Out of kindness I suppose

The poets tell how Poncho fell

Lefty's living in a cheap hotel

The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold

So the story ends we're told

Poncho needs your prayers it's true

Save a few for Lefty too

He just do what he had to do

And now he's growing old

A few Federales say

Could've had him any day

Only let him go so long

Out of kindness I suppose

A few Federales say

Could've had him any day

Only let him slip away

Out of kindness I suppose

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