Desperado (Henly, Frey) Desperado, why don't you come to your senses You've been out riding fences for so long now O you're a hard one but I know that you got your reasons These things that are pleasin' you will hurt you somehow Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy 'Cause she'll beat you if she's able You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet Now it seems to me some fine things Have been laid upon your table But you only want the ones that you can't get Desperado, you know you ain't gettin' younger Your pain & your hunger they're driving you home And freedom, o freedom, that's just some people talkin' You're a prisoner walking thru this world all alone Don't your feet get cold in the winter time The sky won't snow & the sun won't shine It's hard to tell the night time from the day You're losing all your highs & lows Ain't it funny how the feeling goes / Away Desperado ... Copyright Henly & Frey SS
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