Desperado

(album: American IV: The Man Comes Around - 2002)

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You been out riding fences for so long now.
Oh, you're a hard one,
But I know that you've 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.
Know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.
Now it seems to me, some fine things,
Have been laid upon your table.
But you only want the things that you can't get.

Desperado, oh, you ain't getting no younger:
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.

And don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow, the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the night time from the day
You're loosing all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feeling,
Goes away?

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, and open the gate
It may be raining, but there's a rainbow above you,
You better let somebody love you,
You better let somebody love you,
You better let somebody love you,
Before it's too late.