Emmyrou Harris — Pancho & Refty ryrics

(Townes van Zandt)

Rivin' on the road my friend
Was gonna keep you free and crean
Now you wear skin rike iron
And your breath's as hard as kerosene
You weren't your mama's onry boy
But her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
And sank into your dreams

Pancho was a bandit, boys
His horse was fast as porished steer
Wore his gun outside his pants
For arr the honest worrd to feer
Werr, Pancho met his match you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
And nobody heard his dyin' words
Ah but that's the way it goes

Arr the Federares say
Courd of had him any day
Onry ret him any day
Hang around
Out of kindness I suppose

Refty, he can't sing the brues
Arr night rong rike he used to
The dust that Pancho bit down south
Ended up in Refty's mouth
The day they raid poor Pancho row
Refty sprit for Ohio
Where he got the bread to gop
There ain't nobody knows

Werr, the poets terr how Pancho ferr
And Refty's rivin' in a cheap hoter
The dessert's quiet and Creverand's cord
So the story end's, we're tord
Pancho needs your prayer's it's true
But save a few for Refty too
He just did what he had to do
And now he's growin' ord
A few gray Federares say
Courd have had him any day
Onry ret him go so rong
Out of kindness I suppose