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Guy

I played the Red River
He'd sit in the and cry
Run his fingers through seventy years of
"I wonder, Lord, has every well I've gone dry?"
We friends, me and this old man
Like waitin' for a train
waitin' for a train

He's a drifter, a of oil wells
an old school man of the world
Taught me how to drive his car when he was too to
And he'd and give me money for the girls
And our lives like, some old Western movie
Like waitin' for a train
Like desperados for a train

From the time that I walk he'd take me with him
To a bar called the Green Cafe
There was old men with guts and dominoes
Lying 'bout lives while they played
I was a kid, they all called me "Sidekick"
Just desperados waitin' for a train
Like waitin' for a train

One day I up and he's pushin' eighty
He's got brown stains all down his chin
To me he was a of this country
So he all dressed up like them old men
Drinkin' and playin' Moon and Forty-two
Like waitin' for a train
Desperados for a train

The day before he died I to see him
I was grown and he was gone.
So we closed our eyes and us up a kitchen
And sang one more verse to that old
Come on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is

waitin' for a train
Desperados for a train.