find myself lookin' down on a canyon
but the next one's the same as before
the trail's so damn rocky and the sun's so damn hot
i don't know where i'm headed anymore
and it's hard to remember the first time i drew my gun
the faces return in the night
the past is all echoes and shadows anymore
i think i lost my taste for the fight
that is the fate of the old desperado
better the angels to claim you than the long ride alone
someone would have long ago found el dorado
play your cards as they lay on the table
should've ended a long time ago
the only place that ever really mattered to me
was the one place i just couldn't go
how they light up the night
smell the rain comin' in on the wind
though my eyes are so heavy
when the world was just waitin' to begin
that is the fate of the old desperado
better the angels to claim you than the long ride alone
someone would have long ago found el dorado
but the easy will blind you
remind you how far you've gone
he closed his eyes from the heavens
his breathing slowed down to a crawl
the clouds opened up like a dam broken down
and i just sat there and let the rain fall
that is the fate of the old desperado
better the angels to claim you than the long ride alone
someone would have long ago found el dorado