Chords for Willie Nelson, Toby Keith & Merle Haggard" ~ Pancho and Lefty"
Tempo:
130.7 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
Bm
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [G] [D]
[G] [D]
Living on the road, my friend, [A] was gonna keep you free and clean.
[G] Now you wear your skin like iron, [D] and your breath as hard as [A] kerosene.
[G] You weren't your mama's only boy, but her [D] favorite one it [G] seemed.
But she [Bm] began to cry when you said [A] goodbye and
[G] sank into your [Bm] dreams.
[A] [D] Pancho was a bandit boy, [A] his horse was fast as Molly Steele.
[G] He wore his gun outside his [D] pants for all the honest world to [A] feel.
[G] Pancho met his match, you know, [D] in the deserts down [G] in Mexico.
[Bm] Nobody heard his [D] dying [A] word,
[G] but that's [Bm] the way it was.
[G] All the fellow wildest [D] things, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd [F#m] slip [Em] away, [A]
[G] out of kindness [Bm] I suppose.
[D]
Lefty, he can't sing a blue [A]
all night long like he used to.
[G] The dust that Pancho bit down south, [D]
ended up [A] in Lefty's mouth.
[G]
Day to day poor Pancho, Lord, [D]
Lefty split [G] for Ohio.
[Bm] Where he [G] got the bread [F#m] to go, [Em] [A]
[D] [G] ain't nobody [Bm]
know.
[G]
All the fellow wildest things, [D]
they could have had him [G] any day.
[Bm]
But only [G] that he'd slip [D] away, [A]
[G] out of kindness [Bm] I suppose.
[G]
[D]
[G]
[D] [G]
[Bm]
[A]
[G] [Bm]
[D] Poets tell of Pancho's [A] past, and Lefty's living in a cheap hotel.
[G] The desert's quiet in Cleveland Hall, [D] so the story [A] ends with [G] hope.
But to eat your bread, it's true, [D] save a [G] few for Lefty too.
[Bm] Only did what [G] he [A] had to do, [G] but that's the [Bm] way it goes.
[G] All the fellow wildest [D] things, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd go [F#m] so [A] long, [C#m]
out [G] of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
[G] He went down to Raleigh [D] City, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd [D] go [A] [C#] so long, [A]
[G] out of kindness [Bm] I suppose.
[G]
[D]
[G] [Bm]
[G] [A] [Em] [A]
[G] [Bm]
[D]
[E] [D]
[N]
[G] [D]
Living on the road, my friend, [A] was gonna keep you free and clean.
[G] Now you wear your skin like iron, [D] and your breath as hard as [A] kerosene.
[G] You weren't your mama's only boy, but her [D] favorite one it [G] seemed.
But she [Bm] began to cry when you said [A] goodbye and
[G] sank into your [Bm] dreams.
[A] [D] Pancho was a bandit boy, [A] his horse was fast as Molly Steele.
[G] He wore his gun outside his [D] pants for all the honest world to [A] feel.
[G] Pancho met his match, you know, [D] in the deserts down [G] in Mexico.
[Bm] Nobody heard his [D] dying [A] word,
[G] but that's [Bm] the way it was.
[G] All the fellow wildest [D] things, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd [F#m] slip [Em] away, [A]
[G] out of kindness [Bm] I suppose.
[D]
Lefty, he can't sing a blue [A]
all night long like he used to.
[G] The dust that Pancho bit down south, [D]
ended up [A] in Lefty's mouth.
[G]
Day to day poor Pancho, Lord, [D]
Lefty split [G] for Ohio.
[Bm] Where he [G] got the bread [F#m] to go, [Em] [A]
[D] [G] ain't nobody [Bm]
know.
[G]
All the fellow wildest things, [D]
they could have had him [G] any day.
[Bm]
But only [G] that he'd slip [D] away, [A]
[G] out of kindness [Bm] I suppose.
[G]
[D]
[G]
[D] [G]
[Bm]
[A]
[G] [Bm]
[D] Poets tell of Pancho's [A] past, and Lefty's living in a cheap hotel.
[G] The desert's quiet in Cleveland Hall, [D] so the story [A] ends with [G] hope.
But to eat your bread, it's true, [D] save a [G] few for Lefty too.
[Bm] Only did what [G] he [A] had to do, [G] but that's the [Bm] way it goes.
[G] All the fellow wildest [D] things, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd go [F#m] so [A] long, [C#m]
out [G] of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
[G] He went down to Raleigh [D] City, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd [D] go [A] [C#] so long, [A]
[G] out of kindness [Bm] I suppose.
[G]
[D]
[G] [Bm]
[G] [A] [Em] [A]
[G] [Bm]
[D]
[E] [D]
[N]
Key:
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[D] _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Living on the road, my friend, _ [A] was gonna keep you free and clean.
_ _ [G] Now you wear your skin like iron, _ [D] and your breath as hard as [A] kerosene.
_ [G] _ You weren't your mama's only boy, but her [D] favorite one it [G] seemed.
_ _ But she [Bm] began to cry when you said [A] goodbye and _ _ _
_ [G] _ sank into your [Bm] dreams. _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ Pancho was a bandit boy, [A] his horse was fast as Molly Steele.
_ [G] He wore his gun outside his _ [D] pants for all the honest world to [A] feel.
_ [G] _ _ Pancho met his match, you know, [D] in the deserts down [G] in Mexico.
[Bm] _ _ Nobody heard his [D] dying [A] word, _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] but that's [Bm] the way it was.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ All the fellow wildest [D] things, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd [F#m] slip [Em] away, _ [A] _ _
_ _ [G] out of _ kindness [Bm] I suppose.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
Lefty, he can't sing a blue [A] _
all night long like he used to.
[G] The dust that Pancho bit down south, [D] _
ended up [A] in Lefty's mouth.
[G] _
Day to day poor Pancho, Lord, [D] _
Lefty split [G] for Ohio.
_ _ [Bm] Where he [G] got the bread [F#m] to go, [Em] _ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ [G] _ ain't nobody [Bm]
know.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
All the fellow wildest things, [D]
they could have had him [G] any day.
[Bm]
But only [G] that he'd slip [D] away, [A] _ _
_ _ _ [G] out of kindness [Bm] I suppose.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ Poets tell of _ Pancho's [A] past, and Lefty's living in a cheap hotel.
[G] The desert's quiet in Cleveland Hall, [D] _ so the story [A] ends with [G] hope.
_ But to eat your bread, it's true, [D] save a [G] few for Lefty too.
[Bm] _ Only did what [G] he [A] had to do, _ _ _ _ [G] but that's the [Bm] way it goes.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ All the fellow wildest [D] things, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd go [F#m] so [A] long, _ [C#m] _ _ _
out [G] of kindness I [Bm] suppose. _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ He went down to Raleigh [D] City, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd [D] go [A] [C#] so long, _ [A] _
_ _ [G] out of kindness [Bm] I suppose.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Living on the road, my friend, _ [A] was gonna keep you free and clean.
_ _ [G] Now you wear your skin like iron, _ [D] and your breath as hard as [A] kerosene.
_ [G] _ You weren't your mama's only boy, but her [D] favorite one it [G] seemed.
_ _ But she [Bm] began to cry when you said [A] goodbye and _ _ _
_ [G] _ sank into your [Bm] dreams. _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ Pancho was a bandit boy, [A] his horse was fast as Molly Steele.
_ [G] He wore his gun outside his _ [D] pants for all the honest world to [A] feel.
_ [G] _ _ Pancho met his match, you know, [D] in the deserts down [G] in Mexico.
[Bm] _ _ Nobody heard his [D] dying [A] word, _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] but that's [Bm] the way it was.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ All the fellow wildest [D] things, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd [F#m] slip [Em] away, _ [A] _ _
_ _ [G] out of _ kindness [Bm] I suppose.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
Lefty, he can't sing a blue [A] _
all night long like he used to.
[G] The dust that Pancho bit down south, [D] _
ended up [A] in Lefty's mouth.
[G] _
Day to day poor Pancho, Lord, [D] _
Lefty split [G] for Ohio.
_ _ [Bm] Where he [G] got the bread [F#m] to go, [Em] _ _ [A] _
_ _ [D] _ [G] _ ain't nobody [Bm]
know.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
All the fellow wildest things, [D]
they could have had him [G] any day.
[Bm]
But only [G] that he'd slip [D] away, [A] _ _
_ _ _ [G] out of kindness [Bm] I suppose.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ Poets tell of _ Pancho's [A] past, and Lefty's living in a cheap hotel.
[G] The desert's quiet in Cleveland Hall, [D] _ so the story [A] ends with [G] hope.
_ But to eat your bread, it's true, [D] save a [G] few for Lefty too.
[Bm] _ Only did what [G] he [A] had to do, _ _ _ _ [G] but that's the [Bm] way it goes.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ All the fellow wildest [D] things, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd go [F#m] so [A] long, _ [C#m] _ _ _
out [G] of kindness I [Bm] suppose. _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ He went down to Raleigh [D] City, they could have had [G] him any day.
[Bm] But only that [G] he'd [D] go [A] [C#] so long, _ [A] _
_ _ [G] out of kindness [Bm] I suppose.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
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_ _ [E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _