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INTERPRÉTATION
Clint Black
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Dane Bryant
Chœurs
Hayden Nicholas
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Steve Real
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Don Henley
Paroles/Composition
Glenn Frey
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Clint Black
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James Stroud
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Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You've 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 diamonds, boy
She'll beat you if she's able
Know the queen of hearts is always your best bet
But 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, freedom, well, that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walkin' through this world all alone
Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the nighttime from the day
And you're losin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feelin' goes away?
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, let somebody love
You better let somebody love you
Before it's too late
Thank you very much
Thank you
Writer(s): Glenn Lewis Frey, Don Henley
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