Desperados Waiting For A Train

Song	Desperados Waiting For A Train
Artist	Guy Clark
Album	Old No.1/Texas Cookin'

	作词 : Clark
	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 me how to drive his car when he was too drunk to
	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 played
	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 waitin' for a train
	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

	zuò cí : Clark
	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 me how to drive his car when he was too drunk to
	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 played
	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 Fortytwo
	Jus' like desperados waitin' for a train
	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 sonofabitch is comin'
	We' re desperados waitin' for a train
	Was like desperados waitin' for a train