Desperado

Desperado, why don t you come to your senses?
You ve been out riding fences for so long now
Oh, you re a hard one
I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasing you can hurt you somehow

Don t you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
She ll beat you if she s able
You know the queen of heats 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, oh, you ain t getting no youger
Your pain and your hunger, they re driving you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that s just some people talking
Your prison is walking through this world all alone
Don t your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won t