know that, time waits for no man Not fate, it's all planned I'm blessed just to know you I've loved and I've lost just to hold you all night Can't find
how Pancho fell And Lefty's living in cheap hotels The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold And so the story ends, we're told Pancho needs your prayers it's
how Pancho fell Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold So the story ends we're told Pancho needs your prayers, it's
Dodge City's jail My hard dusty wages played out way too soon On whisky and Keno at the Long Branch Saloon All I have left is my stories to tell Heavens
I don't even think I want the job anymore What am I supposed to do now? How am I supposed to live now? All I ever did was try but the story ends So
evening ends It all starts when the beat begins [ VERSE 1: Brother Ali ] You're now fuckin with the show stopper A-l-i the Brother, since "'89's the
to me but no offense Call me if you need me I would hate to think I let you down And you can find me even when there's nobody else around And temporary
Nobody knows where she came from She was everybody's lover and everybody's former friend With all of the known variations Her story get's told again and
find some courage in this town 'Cause nobody's going to save Somebody who won't change I tried to be brave And nothing's coming easy And all at once
Freedom just for everyone There's a child who lost it's parents There's a child who lost it's friends If there's nobody, who help them Ohh, this story never ends
?t let nobody stop the music building in me It?s where I have to be I have to take it now or I?ll never know how This story ends for me or it?s just a
the line tell my family, fans, and all my good friends when this life ends the next one begins (chorus) what's gonna happen when you time runs out whacha
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
take it all from you I take it all from you I take it all from you I take it all from you I take it all from you I take it all from you
I got him, he's crippled so he crawls across the floor He's bleeding everywhere and now he's reachin' for the door Bang bang bang, yep I got 'im again His story's
Super hero, you're my super hero Super hero, you're my super hero Now the story ran the following day page two But swashbucklin' in Brooklyn is all he
you can live without Stories with happy ends Well, everyone I know is tryin' to get by Fightin' all the half true lies Nobody can win Nobody can win Nobody
, and Lefty's living 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