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

Like desperados waitin' for a
waitin' for a train

Well, he's a an' a driller of oil wells
And an old school man of the
He taught me how to his car when he w's too drunk to
Oh, and he'd wink and give me money for the

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

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

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

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 this
So why's he all up like them old men?

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

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 us up a kitchen
And sang verse to that old song

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