A legend paying tribute to his "daddy" Guy. One of the few guys worthy of covering a very special song. Chokes me up every time. Makes me think of my granda.
Saw and met Steve in a small club in my town. Their bus broke down and a passing greyhound picked them up. The club was supposed to close at 2. But Steve and the dukes rocked till 230. It was a great show. The Guitar Town tour
Lyrics: I'd play the Red River Valley And he'd sit out in the kitchen and cry And run his fingers through seventy years of livin' And wonder, "Lord, has ever' well I've drilled run dry?" We were friends, me and this old man Like desperados waitin' for a train Like desperados waitin' for a train He's a drifter and a driller of oil wells And an old-school man of the world He let me drive his car When he's too drunk to And he'd wink and give me money for the girls And our lives were like some old Western movie Like desperados waitin' for a train Like desperados waitin' for a train From the time that I could walk, he'd take me with him To a bar called the Green Frog Cafe There were old men with beer guts and dominos Lying 'bout their lives while they'd played And I was just a kid They all called his "Sidekick" Like desperados waitin' for a train Like desperados waitin' for a train One day I looked up and he's pushin' eighty 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 and Forty-two Like desperados waitin' for a train Like desperados waitin' for a train A 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 guns are comin' " Like desperados waitin' for a train Like desperados waitin' for a train Like desperados waitin' for a train Like desperados waitin' for a train
A legend paying tribute to his "daddy" Guy. One of the few guys worthy of covering a very special song. Chokes me up every time. Makes me think of my granda.
Saw and met Steve in a small club in my town. Their bus broke down and a passing greyhound picked them up. The club was supposed to close at 2. But Steve and the dukes rocked till 230. It was a great show. The Guitar Town tour
Absolutely fantastic . Bravo.
Fantastic greetings from Eire,
Guy Clark cover. Fine job!
Lyrics:
I'd play the Red River Valley
And he'd sit out in the kitchen and cry
And run his fingers through seventy years of livin'
And wonder, "Lord, has ever' well I've drilled run dry?"
We were friends, me and this old man
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
He's a drifter and a driller of oil wells
And an old-school man of the world
He let me drive his car
When he's too drunk to
And he'd wink and give me money for the girls
And our lives were like some old Western movie
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
From the time that I could walk, he'd take me with him
To a bar called the Green Frog Cafe
There were old men with beer guts and dominos
Lying 'bout their lives while they'd played
And I was just a kid
They all called his "Sidekick"
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
One day I looked up and he's pushin' eighty
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 and Forty-two
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
A 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 guns are comin' "
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train
Awesome. Kexp lacks an audience for this obviously.