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(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 ...

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