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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jake Hoot
Jake Hoot
Performer
Sasha Krivtsov
Sasha Krivtsov
Bass
Paul Mirkovich
Paul Mirkovich
Keyboards
Dave Barry
Dave Barry
Guitar
Justin Derrico
Justin Derrico
Guitar
Nate Morton
Nate Morton
Drums
Eric Daniels
Eric Daniels
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Don Henley
Don Henley
Songwriter
Glenn Frey
Glenn Frey
Songwriter
Paul Mirkovich
Paul Mirkovich
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bill Appleberry
Bill Appleberry
Producer
Tim Harkins
Tim Harkins
Recording Engineer
Dan Viafore
Dan Viafore
Engineer
Brian Dong
Brian Dong
Engineer
Aaron Berman
Aaron Berman
Engineer
Jaime Sickora
Jaime Sickora
Engineer
Nathan Jenkins
Nathan Jenkins
Engineer
Keith Gretlein
Keith Gretlein
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You been out riding fences for so long now
You're a hard one
I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasing you
Can hurt you somehow
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
Now it seems to me some fine thing
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can't get
[Verse 4]
Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger
Your pain and your hunger
They're driving you home
And freedom, oh, freedom
Well, that's just some people talking
Your prison is walking through this world all alone
[Verse 5]
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 night time from the day
And you're losing all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?
[Verse 6]
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be raining, 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
Too late
Written by: Don Henley, Glenn Frey
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