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

Like desperados waitin' for a
Desperados for a train

Well, a drifter an' a driller of oil wells
And an old school man of the
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, old Western movie
Like desperados for a train
desperados waitin' for a train

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

An' I was just a kid, they all called 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 tobacco all down his chin
Well, to me he's one of the heroes of country
So why's he all dressed up like old men?

drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and Forty-two
Like a desperado waitin' for a
Like a desperado waitin' for a

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

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