The poets sing how Pancho fell, Lefty's livin' 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 growin' old.
What did all the federales say?
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A few gray Federales (cue the silver fox jokes) say they could've had him any day.
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right; here I am, stuck in the 80's with you.
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