### **Poncho & Lefty** - The Existential Outlaw Tango

Dive into the $eattle underworld with "Poncho & Lefty," a sidewalk busker’s narrative dripping with raw, unfiltered Americana. JTSunrise channels the spectral essence of Townes Van Zandt, a man ensnared in the mortality of his own existence. This track is a descent into the realm of psychic novelty where destiny and despair coalesce.

### Townes Van Zandt: The Shadow Poet

In the fragmented dreamscape of America, Townes Van Zandt emerges as a spectral figure, a troubadour wandering the wastelands of his own mind. Born into privilege, but shackled by the spectral weight of his demons, Van Zandt’s life is a mosaic of brilliance and catastrophe. His music, a cathartic exorcism of his soul, is a testament to the eternal struggle between light and shadow.

"Poncho & Lefty" is the epitome of this dichotomy. First recorded in 1972, the song weaves a tale of two outlaws, bound by fate and shattered by betrayal. The narrative, steeped in myth and reality, is a melancholic reflection of Van Zandt’s own journey through the desolate corridors of existence. Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard later immortalized the track, but its dark heart remains rooted in Van Zandt’s tortured genius.

### The Subterranean Odyssey

With JTSunrise at the helm, "Poncho & Lefty" becomes an auditory hallucination, a journey through the liminal spaces where morality dissolves into the guitar ether. Picture Poncho, the charismatic ghost, and Lefty, the betrayer, navigating a labyrinth of dust and shadows. Their story, a kaleidoscope of existential angst, mirrors the fractured reality of our own lives.

Let the spectral echoes of "Poncho & Lefty" transport you to a dimension where the lines between hero and villain blur into oblivion. 🌅🎸

[Verse 1]

C
Living on the road my friend
G
Was gonna keep you free and clean
F
Now you wear your skin like iron
     C                   G
Your breath's as hard as kerosene
F
You weren't your mama's only boy
        C               F
But her favorite one it seems
Am                        F        G
She began to cry when you said goodbye
    F              Am
And sank into your dreams


[Verse 2]
C
Pancho was a bandit boys
G
His horse was fast as polished steel
F
Wore his gun outside his pants
   C                      G
For all the honest world to feel
F
Pancho met his match you know
       C               F
On the deserts down in Mexico
Am                        F        G
Nobody heard his dying words
    F              Am
That's the way it goes


[Chorus]

F
All the federales say
C                       F
They could have had him any day
Am                F     G
They only let him hang around
       F             Am
Out of kindness I suppose


[Verse 3]
C
Lefty he can't sing the blues
G
All night long like he used to
F
The dust that Pancho bit down south
 C            G
Ended up in Lefty's mouth
F
The day they laid poor Pancho low
C                F
Lefty split for Ohio
Am                F        G
Where he got the bread to go
      F               Am
There ain't nobody knows


[Chorus]

F
All the federales say
C                       F
They could have had him any day
Am                F     G
They only let him slip away
       F             Am
Out of kindness I suppose


[Verse 4]
C
The poets tell how Pancho fell
G
Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
  F
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
   C           G
So the story ends we're told
F
Pancho needs your prayers it's true,
        C                F
But save a few for Lefty too
Am                   F      G
He just did what he had to do
   F              Am
Now he's growing old


[Chorus]

F
A few old gray federales say
C                       F
They could have had him any day
Am                F     G
They only let him go so long
       F             Am
Out of kindness I suppose

Poncho & Lefty

DEMONSCRAWL

(Intro Refräng)
Let them out — your great big titties
Let them out — your sweet pritties
Let them fall so we can see them all
Let them out — your great abilities
Don’t hide your boobs, just hook us in —
We drop dead for you, let them out!

(Vers 1)
Hey you women out there on the street
Passin’ by — and when we meet
You walkin' straight, I bend and spend
First I saw that small sweet end
But bumper to bumper, under your jumper —
My eyes fell out!

(Vers 2)
I’m hooked, totally fucked
On those perfect hills, all tucked
You passed me by, my heart clapped hard
When I caught you in my radar yard
Darlin', just do what’s right — yes baby...
Drop them out!

(Refräng)
Let them out — your great big titties
Let them out — your sweet pritties
Let them fall so we can see them all
Let them out — your great abilities
Don’t hide your boobs, just hook us in —
We drop dead for you, let them out!

(solo piano and guitar)

(Vers 3)
Can’t think straight, my mind’s gone blind
Old photos of you I try to find
Those two sweet things, they rule my head
Like magnets pulling men from bed
Together we stand, two hands in prayer
For a gentle touch — of what jumps out there!

(Bridge)
Baby, we adore ya — and we implore ya
Set ’em free, don’t let them ignore ya
Swing ’em proud, no shame, no doubt
Turn up the heat — and let them out!

(Refräng — Sista gången)
Let them out — your great big titties
Let them out — your sweet pritties
Let them fall so we can see them all
Let them out — your great abilities
Don’t hide your boobs, just hook us in —
We drop dead for you, let them out!

Let them out

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More Than A Memory

When I go back to that place
The first time I saw your face
You were wearing Kelly green
Color of your favorite team
We would hang out after school
Cannonballs into the pool
We were young and still had dreams
‘Til you drowned us in the stream 

It’s been so long now
I can barely recall
Sometimes I’m not sure
It happened at all
We’re so much further
than a stone’s throw
But still I wonder 
where does your mind go?

When you drive through town,
Past the old playground,
Do you take a look around?
Does it make you think of me?
When you see the swing set,
Where our souls first met,
Does it sting with regret—
‘bout setting me free?
And when you walk through the park,
do you check for our mark?
Two initials in a heart
Like a scar upon the tree
And when you see it there…
Are we more than a memory?

I saw your sister in July
Couldn’t look me in the eye
Said you bought a new house
Moved into it with your spouse
But I still see us in your car
Driving to our favorite bar
Belting every single song
Like we did all summer long

It’s been so long since
the last time we spoke
Most of the details
are clouded by smoke
I have recovered 
from the shock of the blow
But still I wonder
where does your mind go?

When you drive through town,
Past the old playground,
Do you take a look around?
Does it make you think of me?
When you see the swing set,
Where our souls first met,
Does it sting with regret—
‘bout setting me free?
And when you walk through the park,
do you check for our mark?
Carved so deep into the bark
Like a scar upon the tree
And when you see it there…
Are we more than a memory?

I don’t expect you to show up on a white horse
Our story’s over, it’s run the whole course 
But I’ve always questioned, if you felt any remorse about us
I know you must…

When you drive through town,
Past the old playground,
And you take a look around
I know it makes you think of me
When you see the swing set,
Where our souls first met,
Bet the sting of regret
Is as painful as can be
And when you walk through the park,
and you check for our mark
B and K inside a heart
like a scar upon the tree
And when you see it there…
We’re more than a memory

When you see it there…
We’re more than a memory

2025 © Golden Quill Productions, LLC.

more than a memory

PETTY by NOVA J

I don’t even care that you unfollowed me
It actually led to an epiphany 
I think you are psycho crazy jealous of me
And I’m living in your ugly ass head rent free

Okay your head’s not ugly
You’re actually kinda pretty 
But your attitude is shitty 
And I don’t say that to be petty

BUT you really crossed a red line
WHEN you tried to take what’s mine MINE
I was just here minding my business 
And you’re here just talkin’ shit shit 

(OOOH) You think you’re special
(OOOH) So deep, so intellectual
(OOOH) Oh please, you’re superficial
(OOOH) Not exceptional
(OOOH) At alllll… (ooooh)

Go ahead, unfollow me 
Is that the best you can do?
I don’t care, you don’t bother me
I already forgot about you

You’re not the first, and you won’t be the last
Just another fly I flicked off my ass
You were never close, not even warm
So why you creepin’ girl, BE GONE, BE GONE!

You’re not a total wreck, okay
You’d be fine if you’d behave
I think your ego’s in the way
You should hear what people say

BUT you really crossed a red line
WHEN you tried to take what’s mine MINE
I was just here minding my business 
And you’re here just talkin’ shit shit 

(OOOH) You think you’re special
(OOOH) So deep, so intellectual
(OOOH) Oh please, you’re superficial
(OOOH) Not exceptional
(OOOH) At alllll… (ooooh)

Go ahead, unfollow me
Is that the best you can do?
I don’t care, you don’t bother me 
I already forgot about you

You might be just a one-trick pony
I won’t waste my time on a phony
Shiny toys always fade
I work harder every day
(harder) (every) (day)
(harder) (every) (day)
I work harder every day
(harder) (every) (day)
(harder) (every) (day)
(Oooooooh)

(OOOH) You think you’re special
(OOOH) So deep, so intellectual
(OOOH) Oh please, you’re superficial
(OOOH) Not exceptional
(OOOH) At alllll… (ooooh)

Go ahead, and follow me 
Is that the best you can do?
I don’t care, you don’t bother me 
I already forgot about you

Go ahead, and follow me
Is that the best you can do?
I don’t care, you don’t bother me
I already forgot about you

Petty

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Robby Rockabilly is the artist name and avatar of singer-songwriter Robert Adolfsson from the Nordic country Sweden. He writes and produces his own lyrics, plays guitar and keyboard, and sings.

He creates both acoustic music and songs produced with the help of AI in the final stages.
Robby loves making music in genres like rock’n’roll, pop rock, old-school rockabilly, and fusion styles that blend rock, country, pop, and hard rock.
Thank you for listening and liking my music!

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