Van Zandt's Pancho and Lefty written cover

Frankie left his momma when he was four,
Or maybe she kicked him out the door.

She said she loved him more than the welfare check,
She wanted him to live on the hill,
But, she was nothin’, a human wreck.

Lefty was from Fairmont town.
He always laid his money down.
His daddy was a boat captain, it seems,
Carting goods from town to town.

When the war came, they both toed the line.
Came together on the firing line.
Frankie was reckless and would take a chance.
He pulled Lefty into life’s dance.

Frankie got popped when he was young,
A victim of the enforcer’s gun.
Lefty said he’d take over the goal,
To be the chosen one.

He ended up on the Southside,
Facing down in the sinner’s mud.
Before he drew that last breath,
He lamented Frankie’s death.

Two losers brought together,
Then thrown apart.
Two losers.
Worlds apart.