Desperados Waiting For The Train Lyrics & Chords By Tom Rush

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, has every well I've drilled gone dry?"

We was friends, me and this old man
We's like desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train

He's a drifter and a driller of oil wells
An old school man of the world
He taught me how to drive his car when he's too drunk to
And he'd wink and give me money for the girls

We was just kids, me and this old man
We's like desperados waitin' for a train
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
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train

Just 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 one more verse to that old song

Come on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is comin'

Desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train