Merle Haggard - Pohcho And Lefty

efty, 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

All the Federales say they could have had him any day
They only let him slip away out of kindness, I suppose.

Poets tell how Pancho fell, and Lefty's living in a cheap hotel
The desert's quiet and 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
Date: 27.09.2018      View: 120