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Guy

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

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

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

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

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

waitin' for a train
Desperados for a train.