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't you draw the queen of diamond,   boy, 
she'll beat you if she's a-ble,
you 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 ones that you can't get. 

Desperado,  oh you ain't gettin' no younger,
your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home.
And freedom, oh,   free-dom, well, that's just some people talkin',
your prison is walkin' through this world all alone.
Don't your feet get cold in the wintertime?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine, 
it's hard to tell  the night-time from the day.
You're losin' all your highs and lows. 
Ain't it funny how the feelin goes a-way?

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

Circa 1973
Words and Music by
Don Henley and Glenn Frey
© Cass Country Music & Red Cloud Music