Guy Clark Lyrics
Guy Clark Lyrics
"Desperados Waiting for a Train Lyrics"
Roots of Love Lyrics
If the silence doesn't kill it Then illusion will Well we're staring at the sky But the moon ain't gonna pay our bills And now we're laughing bout it loud When oh you know it ain't no joke
If the silence doesn't kill it Then illusion will Well we're staring at the sky But the moon ain't gonna pay our bills And now we're laughing bout it loud When oh you know it ain't no joke
I played the Red River Valley
He'd sit in the kitchen and cry
Run his fingers through seventy years of livin'
And wonder, "Lord, why has every well I've drilled gone dry?"
We were friends, me and this old man
We's like desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train
He's a drifter, a driller of oil wells
He's an old school man of the world
He taught
Intimidation Lyrics
Instrumental
me how to drive his car when he was too drunk to Instrumental
And he'd wink and give me money for the girls
And our lives was like, some old Western movie
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
From the time that I could walk he'd take me with him
To a bar called the Green Frog Cafe
There was old men with beer guts and dominos
Lying 'bout their lives while they playe
Floater (Too Much To Ask) Lyrics
Words and music by Bob Dylan Down over the window From the dazzling sunlit place Through the back alleys, through the blinds Another one of the Memphis days Honey bees are buzzingd
I was just a kid, they all called me "Sidekick"
Just like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
One day I looked up and he's pushin' eighty
He's got brown tobacco stains all down his chin
Well to me he was a hero of this country
So why's he all dressed up like them old men
Drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and Forty-two
Jus' like desperados wait
Like a desperado waitin' for a train
The day 'fore 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 one more verse to that old song
(spoken) Come on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is comin'
We're desperados waitin' for a train
Was like desperados waitin' for a train
Words and music by Bob Dylan Down over the window From the dazzling sunlit place Through the back alleys, through the blinds Another one of the Memphis days Honey bees are buzzing
I was just a kid, they all called me "Sidekick"
Just like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
One day I looked up and he's pushin' eighty
He's got brown tobacco stains all down his chin
Well to me he was a hero of this country
So why's he all dressed up like them old men
Drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and Forty-two
Jus' like desperados wait
Dreaming (Live in Dallas 1980) Lyrics
Hey, hello there! You've seen us on TV, you read about us in the magazines, and you heard us on the radio, but right now you're gonna see and hear Blondie - live! When I met you in the restaurant you coul
in' for a train Hey, hello there! You've seen us on TV, you read about us in the magazines, and you heard us on the radio, but right now you're gonna see and hear Blondie - live! When I met you in the restaurant you coul
Like a desperado waitin' for a train
The day 'fore 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 one more verse to that old song
(spoken) Come on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is comin'
We're desperados waitin' for a train
Was like desperados waitin' for a train