Desperado, why dont [bad word] to your senses? 
 You been out ridin fences for so long now
 Oh, youre a hard one
 I know that you got your reasons
 These things that are pleasin you
 Can hurt you somehow

 Don you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
 Shell beat you if shes able
 You know the queen of heats 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 cant get

 Desperado, oh, you aint gettin no youger
 Your pain and your hunger, theyre drivin you home
 And freedom, oh freedom well, thats just some people talkin
 Your prison is walking through this world all alone

 Dont your feet get cold in the winter time? 
 The sky wont snow and the sun wont shine
 Its hard to tell the night time from the day
 Youre loosin all your highs and lows
 Aint it funny how the feeling goes away? 

 Desperado, why dont [bad word] to your senses?  [bad word] down from your fences, open the gate
 It may be rainin, but theres a rainbow above you
 You better let somebody love you, before its too late