The Eagles
Am, Bm, C, Cm, D, Em, G
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You're out there at your fences for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one, I know you got your reasons
The things that are pleasing you can hurt you somehow
Don't draw the Queen of Diamonds, boy She'll beat you when she's able
You know the Queen of Hearts is always your best bet
Now it seems to me some fine things have laid upon your table
But only want the ones you can't get
Desperado
Oh, you ain't getting no younger
Your pain and your hunger
By driving you home
And the freedom, all the freedom
Well, it's just some people talking
The prison is walking through
This world all alone
Don't feed the cold in winter times
The skies won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the nighttime
time from the day
you're losing all your highs and lows
it ain't funny how the feeling goes away
Desperado