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  • 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-***** is comin'
    We're desperados waitin' for a train
    Was like desperados waitin' for a train
  • 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-***** is comin'
    We're desperados waitin' for a train
    Was like desperados waitin' for a train