Desperado Waiting For Train

Guy Clark

I'd play the Red River Valley, and he'd sit in his kitchen and cry And run his fingers through 70 years of livin' And wonder Lord, has every well I drilled run dry. We were friends me and this old man CHORUS LIKE DESPERADOS WAITING FOR A TRAIN (repeat) He's a drifter and a driller of oil wells And an old school man of this world He taught me how to drive his car when he's too drunk to And he'd wink and give me money for the girls And our lives was like some old western movie (CHORUS) >From the time that I could walk he'd take me with him To a bar called the Green Frog Caf? And there was old men with beer guts and dominoes Lyin' 'bout their lives while they'd play And I was just a kid they all called his sidekick (CHORUS) One day I looked up and he's pushin' 80 And there's brown tobacco stains all down his chin To me he's one of the heroes of this country So why's he all dressed up like them old men Drinkin' beer and playin' Moon & 42 (CHORUS) The day before he died I went to see him 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, that son of a bitch is coming (CHORUS)