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I'd play the Red River Valley, and he'd sit in his kitchen and cry
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And run his fingers through 70 years of livin'
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And wonder Lord, has every well I drilled run dry.
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We were friends me and this old man
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LIKE DESPERADOS WAITING FOR A TRAIN (repeat) Em
He's a drifter and a driller of oil wells
And an old school man of this world
He taught me how to drive his car when he's too drunk to
And he'd wink and give me money for the girls
And our lives was like some old western movie (CHORUS)
>From the time that I could walk he'd take me with him
To a bar called the Green Frog Caf?
And there was old men with beer guts and dominoes
Lyin' 'bout their lives while they'd play
And I was just a kid they all called his sidekick (CHORUS)
One day I looked up and he's pushin' 80
And there's brown tobacco stains all down his chin
To me he's one of the heroes of this country
So why's he all dressed up like them old men
Drinkin' beer and playin' Moon & 42 (CHORUS)
The day before he died I went to see him
I was grown and he was almost gone
So we just closed our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen
And sang another verse to that old song
Come on Jack, that son of a bitch is coming (CHORUS)