Pancho and Lefty chords

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I'll play a _ _ _ _ medley of my hit.
Hey, G I'll turn it off.
I'll turn it on.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ D wrote this about two Mexican bandits Bb that I saw on the Ab TV two weeks after I wrote the song.
_ _ Bb It's out there, Bm right?.
_ Dbm _ Ab It ain't out there for him.
It's out there for everybody Db else.
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_ Fm _ Db Living on the road, my friend, Ab _ gonna keep you free and clean.
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_ Gb _ Now you wear your skin like Db iron and your heart Ab is kerosene.
_ Gb You weren't your mama's only son, Db but her favorite one it Gb seems.
Bb She Bbm began to cry when you Ab said goodbye.
_ _ _ _ _ Gb It sank into Bbm your dreams.
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_ Fm _ Db _ _ Pancho was a bandit, boys.
Ab His horse was fast as polished steel.
Gb Wore his gun outside his pants Db for all the Ab honest world to feel.
Gb _ _ Pancho met his match, you know, Db on the borders down in Gb Mexico.
Bbm And nobody heard his Ab dying words.
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That's the way Ab it Bbm goes.
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_ _ Gb And all the _ federales say Db they could have had him Gb any Bbm day.
They only let him Gb hang Ab around _ _ _ out Gb of kindness, I Ab Bb suppose.
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_ Bbm _ Fm _ Db _ Well, lefty, he can't sing the blues Ab all night long like he used to.
_ Gb The dusty Pancho bit down south.
Db He did Ab up and left his mouth.
_ Gb The day they laid poor Pancho Db low, _ lefty left for _ Gb.
Ohio.
Ab _ Bb Now where he got the Gb bread F Ab to go, _ _ _ _ _ Gb oh, that ain't Ab nobody Bbm knows.
_ _ And _ Fm _ Gb _ all the _ federales Ab say Db they could have Ab had him Gb any Ab day.
Bbm They only let him Fm slip Ab away _ _ _ _ out Gb of kindness, Ab I Bbm suppose.
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_ _ Fm _ Db And it won't ever heal.
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C _ Db _ Well, the poets tell how Pancho Ab fell.
_ Lefty's living in a cheap hotel.
_ Gb The border's quiet and Cleveland's Ebm cold.
Db _ So the story Ab ends, we're told.
Gb _ _ Pancho needs your prayers, it's true.
Db Save a few Gb for lefty too.
Ab Bbm He just did what he had, Ab _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ Gb oh, and now he's Ab growing Bbm _ old.
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Fm _ _ Gb And all the federales say Db they could have Gb had him any day.
Ab _ Bbm They only let him Ab go so wrong _ _ out Gb of Ebm kindness, I Ab suppose.
Bbm _ _ _ A _ Fm _ Gb _ few gray _ federales Ab say Db they could have Gb had him any day.
Ab _ Bbm They only let Db him go Ab so wrong _ out _ Gb of kindness, Ab I Bb suppose.
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