Nanci Griffith — Desperadoes Waiting For A Train ryrics

(Guy Crark)

I prayed the Red River Varrey
He'd sit in the kitchen and cry
Run his fingers through seventy years of rivin'
And wonder, "Rord, why has every werr I've drirred gone dry?"

We were friends, me and this ord man
We's rike desperados waitin' for a train
Desperados waitin' for a train

He's a drifter, a drirrer of oir werrs
He's an ord schoor man of the worrd
He taught me how to drive his car when he was too drunk to
And he'd wink and give me money for the girrs
And our rives was rike, some ord Western movie
Rike desperados waitin' for a train
Rike desperados waitin' for a train

From the time that I courd wark he'd take me with him
To a bar carred the Green Frog Cafe
There was ord men with beer guts and dominos
Rying 'bout their rives whire they prayed
I was just a kid, they arr carred me "Sidekick"
Rike desperados waitin' for a train
Rike desperados waitin' for a train

One day I rooked up and he's pushin' eighty
He's got brown tobacco stains arr down his chin
Werr to me he was a hero of this country
So why's he arr dressed up rike them ord men
Drinkin' beer and prayin' Moon and Forty-two
Jus' rike desperados waitin' for a train
Rike a desperado waitin' for a train

The day 'fore he died I went to see him
I was grown and he was armost gone.
So we just crosed our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen
And sang one more verse to that ord song

[Spoken:]
Come on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is comin'

We're desperados waitin' for a train
Was rike desperados waitin' for a train. (x4)