Pancho And Lefty Chords by Townes Van Zandt
Tempo:
156.1 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
Bm
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
[A]
[G]
[Bm] [F#m]
[D] Living on the road, my friend, [A] was gonna keep you free and clean.
[G] Now you wear your skin like [D] iron, your breath's as [A] hard as kerosene.
[G] You weren't your mama's only [D] boy, but her favorite [G] one it seems.
She [Bm] began to cry [G] when you said [A] goodbye, [G]
and sank into [Bm] your dreams.
[D] Honcho was a bandit boy, [A] his horse was fast as polished steel.
[G] Wore his gun outside his [D] pants, for all the [A]
honest world to feel.
[G] Honcho met his match, you [D] know, on the deserts down [G] in Mexico.
And nobody heard his dying [A] words,
[G] that's the way it [Bm] goes.
[G]
And all the federales say, [D] they could have [G] had him any day.
[Bm] They only [G] let him [A] hang around, [G] out of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
[D] Well, lefty he can't sing the blues, [A] all night long like he used to.
[G] The dust that Honcho bit down south, [D] ended up [A] in lefty's [D] mouth.
[G] The day they laid poor Honcho [D] low, lefty split [G] for Ohio.
[Bm] And where he got the [G] bread to [A] go, [G] oh, ain't nobody [Bm] knows.
[G] And all the federales [D] say, they could have [G] had him any day.
[Bm] They only [G] let him slip [A] away, out [G] of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
[C#m] [D]
[A]
[D] [G]
[D]
[A] [G]
[D]
[G]
[Bm] [G] [A]
[G]
[Bm]
[D] Well, the poets tell how Honcho [A] fell, lefty's living in a cheap hotel.
[G] The desert's quiet and Cleveland's [D] cold, so the [A] story ends we're told.
[G] Honcho did your prayers, it's [Em] true, [D] to save a few [G] for lefty too.
[Bm] He just did [G] what he had to [A] do, [G] oh, now he's growing [Bm]
old.
[G]
And a few great federales [D] say, they could [G] have had him any day.
[Bm] They only [G] let him go [A] so wrong, out [G] of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
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[G] few great federales say, [D] they could have [G] had him any [Em] day.
[Bm] They only let [G] him go [A] so wrong, [G] out of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
[B]
[A]
[G]
[Bm] [F#m]
[D] Living on the road, my friend, [A] was gonna keep you free and clean.
[G] Now you wear your skin like [D] iron, your breath's as [A] hard as kerosene.
[G] You weren't your mama's only [D] boy, but her favorite [G] one it seems.
She [Bm] began to cry [G] when you said [A] goodbye, [G]
and sank into [Bm] your dreams.
[D] Honcho was a bandit boy, [A] his horse was fast as polished steel.
[G] Wore his gun outside his [D] pants, for all the [A]
honest world to feel.
[G] Honcho met his match, you [D] know, on the deserts down [G] in Mexico.
And nobody heard his dying [A] words,
[G] that's the way it [Bm] goes.
[G]
And all the federales say, [D] they could have [G] had him any day.
[Bm] They only [G] let him [A] hang around, [G] out of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
[D] Well, lefty he can't sing the blues, [A] all night long like he used to.
[G] The dust that Honcho bit down south, [D] ended up [A] in lefty's [D] mouth.
[G] The day they laid poor Honcho [D] low, lefty split [G] for Ohio.
[Bm] And where he got the [G] bread to [A] go, [G] oh, ain't nobody [Bm] knows.
[G] And all the federales [D] say, they could have [G] had him any day.
[Bm] They only [G] let him slip [A] away, out [G] of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
[C#m] [D]
[A]
[D] [G]
[D]
[A] [G]
[D]
[G]
[Bm] [G] [A]
[G]
[Bm]
[D] Well, the poets tell how Honcho [A] fell, lefty's living in a cheap hotel.
[G] The desert's quiet and Cleveland's [D] cold, so the [A] story ends we're told.
[G] Honcho did your prayers, it's [Em] true, [D] to save a few [G] for lefty too.
[Bm] He just did [G] what he had to [A] do, [G] oh, now he's growing [Bm]
old.
[G]
And a few great federales [D] say, they could [G] have had him any day.
[Bm] They only [G] let him go [A] so wrong, out [G] of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
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[G] few great federales say, [D] they could have [G] had him any [Em] day.
[Bm] They only let [G] him go [A] so wrong, [G] out of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
[B]
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
[D] _ Living on the road, my friend, _ [A] was gonna keep you free and clean. _
[G] _ Now you wear your skin like [D] iron, your breath's as [A] hard as _ kerosene.
[G] _ You weren't your mama's only [D] boy, but her favorite [G] one it seems.
She [Bm] began to cry [G] when you said [A] goodbye, _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
and sank into [Bm] your dreams. _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ Honcho was a bandit boy, [A] _ his horse was fast as polished steel.
[G] _ Wore his gun outside his [D] pants, for all the [A]
honest world to feel.
[G] _ _ Honcho met his match, you [D] know, on the deserts down [G] in Mexico.
And nobody heard his dying [A] _ words, _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ that's the way it [Bm] goes.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
And all the _ _ federales say, [D] _ they could have [G] had him any day.
_ [Bm] They only [G] let him [A] hang around, _ _ _ _ [G] out of kindness I _ [Bm] suppose. _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ Well, lefty he can't sing the blues, [A] all night long like he used to.
[G] _ The dust that Honcho bit down south, [D] _ ended up [A] in lefty's [D] mouth.
[G] _ The day they laid poor Honcho [D] low, _ lefty split [G] for Ohio.
_ _ [Bm] And where he got the [G] bread to [A] go, _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] oh, ain't _ nobody [Bm] _ knows. _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ And all the _ federales [D] say, they could have [G] had him any day.
_ [Bm] They only [G] let him slip [A] away, _ _ _ _ _ out [G] of kindness I _ [Bm] suppose. _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
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_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ Well, the poets tell how Honcho [A] fell, lefty's living in a cheap hotel.
_ [G] The desert's quiet and Cleveland's [D] cold, so the [A] story ends we're told.
[G] _ Honcho did your prayers, it's [Em] true, [D] to save a few [G] for lefty too.
[Bm] He just did [G] what he had to [A] do, _ _ _ _ _ [G] oh, now he's growing [Bm] _
old.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _
And a few great _ federales [D] say, _ _ they could [G] have had him any day.
_ [Bm] They only [G] let him go [A] so wrong, _ _ _ _ out [G] of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
A _
_ _ _ [G] _ few great federales say, [D] _ they could have [G] had him any [Em] day.
_ [Bm] They only let [G] him go [A] so wrong, _ _ _ _ [G] out of kindness I [Bm] suppose. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
[D] _ Living on the road, my friend, _ [A] was gonna keep you free and clean. _
[G] _ Now you wear your skin like [D] iron, your breath's as [A] hard as _ kerosene.
[G] _ You weren't your mama's only [D] boy, but her favorite [G] one it seems.
She [Bm] began to cry [G] when you said [A] goodbye, _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
and sank into [Bm] your dreams. _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ Honcho was a bandit boy, [A] _ his horse was fast as polished steel.
[G] _ Wore his gun outside his [D] pants, for all the [A]
honest world to feel.
[G] _ _ Honcho met his match, you [D] know, on the deserts down [G] in Mexico.
And nobody heard his dying [A] _ words, _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ that's the way it [Bm] goes.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
And all the _ _ federales say, [D] _ they could have [G] had him any day.
_ [Bm] They only [G] let him [A] hang around, _ _ _ _ [G] out of kindness I _ [Bm] suppose. _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ Well, lefty he can't sing the blues, [A] all night long like he used to.
[G] _ The dust that Honcho bit down south, [D] _ ended up [A] in lefty's [D] mouth.
[G] _ The day they laid poor Honcho [D] low, _ lefty split [G] for Ohio.
_ _ [Bm] And where he got the [G] bread to [A] go, _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] oh, ain't _ nobody [Bm] _ knows. _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ And all the _ federales [D] say, they could have [G] had him any day.
_ [Bm] They only [G] let him slip [A] away, _ _ _ _ _ out [G] of kindness I _ [Bm] suppose. _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
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_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ Well, the poets tell how Honcho [A] fell, lefty's living in a cheap hotel.
_ [G] The desert's quiet and Cleveland's [D] cold, so the [A] story ends we're told.
[G] _ Honcho did your prayers, it's [Em] true, [D] to save a few [G] for lefty too.
[Bm] He just did [G] what he had to [A] do, _ _ _ _ _ [G] oh, now he's growing [Bm] _
old.
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _
And a few great _ federales [D] say, _ _ they could [G] have had him any day.
_ [Bm] They only [G] let him go [A] so wrong, _ _ _ _ out [G] of kindness I [Bm] suppose.
A _
_ _ _ [G] _ few great federales say, [D] _ they could have [G] had him any [Em] day.
_ [Bm] They only let [G] him go [A] so wrong, _ _ _ _ [G] out of kindness I [Bm] suppose. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
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