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Guy

I played the Red River
He'd sit in the and cry
Run his fingers through seventy years of
"I wonder, Lord, has every well I've gone dry?"
We friends, me and this old man
Like desperados for a train
Desperados waitin' for a

a drifter, a driller of oil wells
He's an old school man of the
me how to drive his car when he was too drunk to
And he'd wink and give me money for the
And our lives were like, some old movie
desperados waitin' for a train
Like waitin' for a train

From the time that I walk he'd take me with him
To a bar called the Frog Cafe
There was old men beer guts and dominoes
Lying 'bout lives while they played
I was just a kid, all called me "Sidekick"
Just like desperados waitin' for a
desperados waitin' for a train

One day I looked up and he's eighty
He's got brown tobacco stains all down his
To me he was a of this country
So why's he all dressed up like old men
Drinkin' and playin' Moon and Forty-two
desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a

The day before he died I to see him
I was grown and he was gone.
So we closed our and dreamed us up a kitchen
And one more verse to that old song
on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is comin'

Desperados for a train
Desperados for a train.