(G. Frey/J.D. Souther/D. Henley/J. Browne)



Well the stage was set the sun was sinkin' low down

As they came to town to face another showdown

The lawmen cleared the people from the streets

All you blood-thirsty bystanders, will you try to find your seats?

Watch ‘em Duelin', Doolin-Dalton, high or low, it's all the same



Easy money and faithless women, you will never kill the pain

Go down, Bill Dollin, don't you wonder why

Sooner or later we all have to die?

Sooner or later, that's a stone-cold fact,

Four men ride out and only three ride back



(Instrumental)



The queen of dimonds let you down

She was just an empty fable

The queen of hearts you say you never met

Your twisted fate has found you out and it' finally turned the tables

Stole your dreams and paid you with regret

Desperado (it there gonna be anything left, is there gonna be anything?)

You sealed your fate up a long time ago

(Ain't it hard when you're all alone in the center ring?) 

Now there's no time left to borrow 

(Is there gonna be anything left?) 

Only stardust (maybe tomorrow)

Maybe tomorrow

Maybe tomorrow



Desperado 

Desperado

Desperado

Desperado

Desperado

Desperado

Desperado

Desperado

Desperado