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INTERPRÉTATION
Linda Ronstadt
Chant
Clydie King
Chœurs
Marti McCall
Chœurs
Shirley Matthews
Chœurs
Chris Ethridge
Basse
Dennis St. John
Batterie
JD Souther
Guitare électrique
Spooner Oldham
Piano
Gail Martin
Trombone
Jim Gordon
Saxophone
Nino Tempo
Saxophone
Darrell Leonard
Trompette
Mac Johnson
Trompette
Sid Sharp
Premier violon
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Don Henley
Paroles/Composition
Glenn Frey
Paroles/Composition
Jim Ed Norman
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
JD Souther
Production
John Haeny
Ingénierie
Peter Granet
Ingénierie
Ric Tarrantini
Ingénierie
Al Schmitt
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You've been out riding fences for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one, I know that you've got your reasons
These things that are pleasing you, 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
Well, 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 getting younger
Your pain and your hunger, drivin' you home
And freedom, oh, freedom
Well, that's just some people talkin'
Well, your prison is walking through this world all alone
And 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
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
You better let somebody love you
Before it's too late
Thank you, you've been so nice
Good night
Writer(s): Glenn Lewis Frey, Donald Hugh Henley
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