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I played the Red Valley
He'd sit in the and cry
Run his fingers through seventy of livin'
"I wonder, Lord, has well I've drilled gone dry?"
We were friends, me and old man

Like desperados for a train
waitin' for a train

Well, he's a drifter an' a driller of oil
And an old man of the world
He taught me how to drive his car when he w's too to
Oh, and he'd wink and me money for the girls

An' our lives were like, some old Western
desperados waitin' for a train
Like waitin' for a train

An' from the time that I could walk, he'd me with him
To a bar the Green Frog Cafe
An' there was old men with guts and dominos
Oh, an they're lying 'bout their lives they played

An' I was just a kid, that they all his sidekick
Like desperados for a train
desperados waitin' for a train

One day I looked up and he's pushin'
An' he's brown stains all down his chin
Well, to me he's one of the heroes of country
So why's he all up like them old men?

He's drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and
Like a waitin' for a train
Like a desperado waitin' for a

An' then the day before he died, I to see him
I was grown and he was gone
So we just closed our eyes and us up a kitchen
And another verse to that old song

Come on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is
We're like desperados for a train
Like desperados for a train
Like waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a