Guy Clark - Desperados Waiting for a Train (Live) Lyrics

Lyrics Desperados Waiting for a Train (Live) - Guy Clark



I'd play the Red River Valley
And he'd sit in the kitchen and he'd cry
And run his fingers through 70 years of livin'
And wonder, "Lord, has every well I've drilled run dry?"
We was friends, me and this old man
Like desperados waiting for a train
Like desperados waiting for a train
Well, he's a drifter and a driller of oil wells
And an old school man of the world
He thought me how to drive his car when he's too drunk to
Oh, and he'd wink and give me money for the girls
And our lives was like some old western movie
Like desperados waiting for a train
Like desperados waiting for a train
And from the time that I could walk he'd take me with him
To a bar called "The Green Frog Cafe"
There was old men with beer guts and dominos
All night lying 'bout their lives while they'd played
And I was just a kid that they all called his sidekick
Like desperados waiting for a train
Like desperados waiting for a train
One day I looked up and he's pushin' 80
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?
He's drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and 42
Like a desperado waiting for a train
Like a desperado waiting for a train
And the day before he died I went to see him
And I was grown and he was almost gone
So we just closed our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen
And sang another verse to that old song
"Come on, Jack, the son of bitch is comin'"
And we were desperados waiting for a train
Like desperados waiting for a train
Like desperados waiting for a train
Like desperados waiting for a train
Ah, this is a... this cut a little movie
We're going to the movies



Writer(s): Guy Clark


Guy Clark - Live from Austin, TX: Guy Clark
Album Live from Austin, TX: Guy Clark
date of release
01-10-2015




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