Desperado
Why don't you come to your senses
Ben out ridin' fences, for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one
But i know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasin' you
Can hurt you somehowDon't you draw the queen of diamonds boy
She'll beat you if she's able
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet
But it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones you can't getDesperado
Oh, you ain't gettin' no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home
And freedom, oh freedom, well that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walkin' through this world all aloneDon't your feet get cold in the wintertime
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the nighttime from the day
And you're losin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feelin' goes away
Songwriters
HENLEY, DON/FREY, GLENN LEWISPublished by
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