Song | Desperado |
Artist | Me First and the Gimme Gimmes |
Album | Love Their Country |
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Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? | |
You been out ridin' fences for so long now | |
Oh, you're a hard one | |
I know that you got your reasons | |
These things that are pleasin' you | |
Can hurt you somehow | |
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy | |
She'll beat you if she's able | |
The queen of hearts is always your best bet | |
And now it seems to me, some fine things | |
Have been laid upon your table | |
But you only want the ones that you can't get | |
Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger | |
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home | |
And freedom, freedom, some people talkin' | |
Your prison is walking through this world all alone | |
Don't your feet get cold in the winter time? | |
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine | |
It's hard to tell the night time from the day | |
You're losin' all your highs and lows | |
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away? | |
Away? Oh, desperado, why don't you come to your senses? | |
Come down from your fences, open the gate | |
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you | |
You better let somebody love you, | |
Let somebody love you, | |
You better let somebody love you, before it's too... |
Desperado, why don' t you come to your senses? | |
You been out ridin' fences for so long now | |
Oh, you' re a hard one | |
I know that you got your reasons | |
These things that are pleasin' you | |
Can hurt you somehow | |
Don' t you draw the queen of diamonds, boy | |
She' ll beat you if she' s able | |
The queen of hearts is always your best bet | |
And now it seems to me, some fine things | |
Have been laid upon your table | |
But you only want the ones that you can' t get | |
Desperado, oh, you ain' t gettin' no younger | |
Your pain and your hunger, they' re drivin' you home | |
And freedom, freedom, some people talkin' | |
Your prison is walking through this world all alone | |
Don' t your feet get cold in the winter time? | |
The sky won' t snow and the sun won' t shine | |
It' s hard to tell the night time from the day | |
You' re losin' all your highs and lows | |
Ain' t it funny how the feeling goes away? | |
Away? Oh, desperado, why don' t you come to your senses? | |
Come down from your fences, open the gate | |
It may be rainin', but there' s a rainbow above you | |
You better let somebody love you, | |
Let somebody love you, | |
You better let somebody love you, before it' s too... |
Desperado, why don' t you come to your senses? | |
You been out ridin' fences for so long now | |
Oh, you' re a hard one | |
I know that you got your reasons | |
These things that are pleasin' you | |
Can hurt you somehow | |
Don' t you draw the queen of diamonds, boy | |
She' ll beat you if she' s able | |
The queen of hearts is always your best bet | |
And now it seems to me, some fine things | |
Have been laid upon your table | |
But you only want the ones that you can' t get | |
Desperado, oh, you ain' t gettin' no younger | |
Your pain and your hunger, they' re drivin' you home | |
And freedom, freedom, some people talkin' | |
Your prison is walking through this world all alone | |
Don' t your feet get cold in the winter time? | |
The sky won' t snow and the sun won' t shine | |
It' s hard to tell the night time from the day | |
You' re losin' all your highs and lows | |
Ain' t it funny how the feeling goes away? | |
Away? Oh, desperado, why don' t you come to your senses? | |
Come down from your fences, open the gate | |
It may be rainin', but there' s a rainbow above you | |
You better let somebody love you, | |
Let somebody love you, | |
You better let somebody love you, before it' s too... |