Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and Forty-two
Like desperados waitin' for a train
A day before he died, I went to see him
They all called his "Sidekick"
"Come on, Jack, that son of a guns are comin' "
And run his fingers through seventy years of livin'
When he's too drunk to
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
There were old men with beer guts and dominos
Like desperados waitin' for a train
To me he's one of the heroes of this country
We were friends, me and this old man
Like desperados waitin' for a train
To a bar called the Green Frog Cafe
Lying 'bout their lives while they'd played
And our lives were like some old western movie
So we just closed our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen
One day I looked up and he's pushin' eighty
He's a drifter and a driller of oil wells
And sang another verse to that old song
And an old school man of the world
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
I was grown and he was almost gone
And wonder, "Lord, has ever' well I've drilled run dry?"
He let me drive his car
Like desperados waitin' for a train
And there's brown tobacco stains all down his chin
And I was just a kid
From the time that I could walk he'd take me with him
Like desperados waitin' for a train
So why's he all dressed up like them old men
And he'd wink and give me money for the girls
