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Performed by Bob Dylan during 1989 and 1991 legs of the "Never-Ending Tour" and at KLRU Studios, Austin, TX, Apr 28, 1993 (duet with Willie Nelson; "The Bix Six-O" TV broadcast).

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Living on the road, my friend,
Is gonna keep you free and clean,
Now you wear your skin like iron,
Your breath 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.

Pancho 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.
Pancho met his match, you know,
On the deserts down in Mexico.
Nobody heard his dying words,
Ah, but that's the way it goes.

All the Federales 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 Pancho bit down south
Ended up in Lefty's mouth.
The day they laid poor Pancho low,
Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go,
There ain't nobody knows

The poets tell how Pancho fell,
And Lefty's living in cheap hotels.
The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold,
And so the story ends we're told.
Pancho needs your prayers, it's true,
But save a few for Lefty too.
He only did what he had to do,
And now he's growing old

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