From this valley they say you are going
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For they say you are taking the sunshine
That has brightened our path for a while
Come and sit by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
But remember the Red River Valley
And the one who has loved you so true
I play the Red River Valley
And he'd sit in the kitchen and cry
He'd run his fingers through seventy some all years of hard livin'
Wondering, "Lord, has every well I drilled run dry?"
We was friends, me and this old man
Like desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train
He was a drifter, a driller of them oil wells
An old school man of the world
He taught me how to drive his car when he's too drunk to
And then he'd wink and give me money for the girls
Our lives was just like some old Western movie
Like desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train
When I was old enough to walk he'd take me with him
To a bar called the Green Frog Cafe
Where the old men with beer guts and dominoes
And they would lie about their lives while they played
Well I was just a kid but they all called me "Sidekick"
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
One day I looked up and he was pushin' eighty
And there was brown tobacco stains all down his chin
Well to me he's one of the heroes of this country
So why's he all dressed up just like them old men
Drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and Forty-two
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
Well the day before he died I went to see him
I was grown, he was almost gone
So we just closed our eyes and we dreamed us up a kitchen
And then we sang another verse from that old song
(Come on, Jack, that ol' son-of-a-bitch is comin')
We're desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train
We are desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train
From this valley they say you are going
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For they say you are taking the sunshine
That has brightened our path for a while
Come and sit by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
But remember the Red River Valley
And the one who has loved you so true
I play the Red River Valley
And he'd sit in the kitchen and cry
He'd run his fingers through seventy some all years of hard livin'
Wondering, "Lord, has every well I drilled run dry?"
We was friends, me and this old man
Like desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train
He was a drifter, a driller of them oil wells
An old school man of the world
He taught me how to drive his car when he's too drunk to
And then he'd wink and give me money for the girls
Our lives was just like some old Western movie
Like desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train
When I was old enough to walk he'd take me with him
To a bar called the Green Frog Cafe
Where the old men with beer guts and dominoes
And they would lie about their lives while they played
Well I was just a kid but they all called me "Sidekick"
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
One day I looked up and he was pushin' eighty
And there was brown tobacco stains all down his chin
Well to me he's one of the heroes of this country
So why's he all dressed up just like them old men
Drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and Forty-two
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
Well the day before he died I went to see him
I was grown, he was almost gone
So we just closed our eyes and we dreamed us up a kitchen
And then we sang another verse from that old song
(Come on, Jack, that ol' son-of-a-bitch is comin')
We're desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train
We are desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train
From this valley they say you are going
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For they say you are taking the sunshine
That has brightened our path for a while
Come and sit by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
But remember the Red River Valley
And the one who has loved you so true
I play the Red River Valley
And he'd sit in the kitchen and cry
He'd run his fingers through seventy some all years of hard livin'
Wondering, "Lord, has every well I drilled run dry?"
We was friends, me and this old man
Like desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train
He was a drifter, a driller of them oil wells
An old school man of the world
He taught me how to drive his car when he's too drunk to
And then he'd wink and give me money for the girls
Our lives was just like some old Western movie
Like desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train
When I was old enough to walk he'd take me with him
To a bar called the Green Frog Cafe
Where the old men with beer guts and dominoes
And they would lie about their lives while they played
Well I was just a kid but they all called me "Sidekick"
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
One day I looked up and he was pushin' eighty
And there was brown tobacco stains all down his chin
Well to me he's one of the heroes of this country
So why's he all dressed up just like them old men
Drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and Forty-two
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
Just like a desperado waiting for a train
Well the day before he died I went to see him
I was grown, he was almost gone
So we just closed our eyes and we dreamed us up a kitchen
And then we sang another verse from that old song
(Come on, Jack, that ol' son-of-a-bitch is comin')
We're desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train
We are desperados waiting for a train
Just like desperados waiting for a train