David Allan Coe - Desperados Waiting For The Train lyrics

I'd sing the Red River Valley and he'd sit in the kitchen and cry Run his fingers through seventy years of livin' Wonder Lord has every well I drilled ran dry We were friends me and that old man Like desperados waiting for the train like desperados waiting for the train He's a drifter and a driller of oil wells and an old school man of the world Taught me how to drive his car when he's 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 waiting for the train like desperados waiting for the train From the time that I could walk he take me with him To a place called the Green Frog Cafe There was old men with beer guts and dominos Lyin' bout their lives while they'd play And I was just a kid that they all called his sidekick Like desperados waiting for the train like desperados waiting for the train Now I looked up and he was pushin' eighty And there's brown tobacco stains all down his chin To me he's one of the heroes of this country So why's he all dressed up like some old men Drinking beer and playing moon and 42 Like desperados waiting for the train like desperados waiting for the train Then just before he died I went to see him I was grown and he was almost gone We just closed our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen And sang another verse to that old song (Don't cry Jack it's only Jesus comin') Like desperados waiting for the train like desperados waiting for the train Like desperados waiting for the train