12.

Desperados Waiting For A Train

Guy Clark

© Sunbury Music, ASCAP

I'd play the Red River Valley and he'd sit in the kitchen and cry
Run his fingers through seventy years of livin'
Wonder Lord has every well I drilled gone dry
Well we was friends me and this old man
Just like desperados waiting for a train
Like desperados just a waiting for a train

Well he's a drifter and a driller of oil wells
A real old school man of the world
He taught me how to drive his car when he was too drunk to
And he'd wink and give money for the girls
Our lives was just like some old western movie
Like desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train

Well from the time that I could walk he'd take me with him
To this old bar they called the Green Frog Cafe
There was old men with beer guts and dominoes
Just a lyin' about their lives while they played
Shoot I was just a kid but they all called me Sidekick
Like desperados waiting for a train
Like desperados just a waiting for a train

One day I looked up and heck he was pushin' eighty
And there's brown tobacco stains all down his chin
Well to me he's one of the heroes of this country
So why's he all dressed up like them old men
Just drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and 42
Like desperados waiting for a train
Like desperados waiting for a train

Then just before he died I went to see him
Shoot I was grown and he was almost gone
So we just closed our eyes and dreamed us up that kitchen
And sang another verse to that old song
Come on Jack the sonofabitch is comin'
And we're desperados waiting for a train
Desperados waiting for a train

Just like desperados waiting for a train
And I think I hear that whistle now
Like desperados waiting for a train
Like desperados waiting for a train
Like desperados waiting for a train

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