[D]Living on the road my friend,[A] is gonna keep you free and clean [G]Now you wear your skin like iron, Your [D]breath as hard as [A]kerosene. [G]You weren't your mama's only boy, but her [D]favorite one it [G]seems [D]She began to cry when you [G]said [D]goodb[A]ye, And [G]sank into your [Bm]dreams.[Bm][A][D] [D]Pancho was a bandit boy,[A]...