Steve Earle - Desperados Waiting for a Train lyrics

I'd play the Red River Valley
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