Tytuł: Desperadoes waitin for a train

• Wykonawca: Jerry Jeff Walker
• Wyświetleń: 263

  
   I played the Red River Valley
  He'd sit in the kitchen and cry
  Run his fingers through seventy years of livin'
  "I wonder, Lord, has every well I've drilled gone dry?"
  We were friends, me and this old man
  Like desperados waitin' for a train
  Desperados waitin' for a train
  
  He's a drifter, a driller of oil wells
  He's an old school man of the world
  Taught me how to drive his car when he was too drunk to
  And he'd wink and give me money for the girls
  And our lives were like, some old Western movie
  Like desperados waitin' for a train
  Like desperados waitin' for a train
  
  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 dominoes
  Lying 'bout their lives while they played
  I was just a kid, they all called me "Sidekick"
  Just like desperados waitin' for a train
  Like desperados waitin' for a train
  
  One day I looked up and he's pushin' eighty
  He's got brown tobacco stains all down his chin
  To me he was a hero of this country
  So why's he all dressed up like them old men
  Drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and Forty-two
  Like desperados waitin' for a train
  Desperados waitin' for a train
  
  The day before he died I went to see him
  I was grown and he was almost gone.
  So we closed our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen
  And sang one more verse to that old song
  Come on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is comin'
  
  Desperados waitin' for a train
  Desperados waitin' for a train.