Desperados Waiting For A Train Chords

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