Steve Earle - Desperados Waiting for a Train lyrics
[Steve Earle - Desperados Waiting for a Train lyrics]
He'd sit in the kitchen and cry
Run his fingers through seventy
Years of livin' wonder, "Lord
Has every well I've ever drilled run dry?"
We was friends, me and this old man
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train
He's a drifter and a driller of oil wells
And an old-school man of the world
He taught me how to drive his
Car when he's too drunk to
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
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 were old men with
Beer guts and dominoes
Just lying about their lives
While they played
I was just a kid they called his sidekick
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train
One day I looked up and he's pushin' eighty
Brown tobacco stains all down his chin
To me, he's one of the heroes of this country
So why is he all dressed
Up like them old men?
Drinkin' beer, playin' Moon and Forty Two
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train
A 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 another verse to that old song
"Come on, Jack
That son of a bitch is coming"
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train