Desperados Waiting for a Train

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kris Kristofferson] I played the Red River Valley And he'd sit out in the kitchen and cry And run his fingers through seventy years of living And wonder Lord, as ever, will that drill run dry? We were friends, me an this old man [Chorus] Like desperados waiting for a train Like desperados waiting for a train [Verse 2: Waylon Jennings] He's a drifter and a driller of oil wells And an old-school man of the world He'd let me drive his car when he's too drunk to And he'd wink and give me money for the girls And our lives were like some old western movie [Chorus] Like desperados waiting for a train Like desperados waiting for a train [Verse 3: Willie Nelson] From the time that I could walk, he'd take me with him To a bar called the Green Frog Cafe And there were old men with beer-guts and dominoes Lying about their lives while they played And I was just a kid they called his sidekick [Chorus] Like desperados waiting for a train Like desperados waiting for a train [Verse 4: Johnny Cash] One day I looked up, and he's pushing eighty And there's brown tobacco stains all down his chin To me he's one of the heroes of this country So why's he all dressed up like them old men? Drinking beer and playing Moon in 42 [Chorus] Like desperados waiting for a train Like desperados waiting for a train [Verse 5: Willie Nelson, Johnny Cash, Waylon Jennings] The day before he died, I went to see him I was grown and he was almost gone So we just closed our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen And sang another verse to that old song Come on Jack, that son-of-a-gun's a-coming [Chorus] Like desperados waiting for a train Like desperados waiting for a train Like desperados waiting for a train Like desperados waiting for a train