Eagles-Desperado
Desperado, why don't you come to
your senses? You been out ridin'
fences for so long now Oh, you're
a hard one I know that you got
your reasons These things that
are pleasin' you Can hurt you somehow
Don' 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 gettin'
no youger Your pain and your hunger,
they're drivin' you home And freedom,
