(intro) D D7 G Gm D E A

          D    D7                 G            Gm
    Desperado,      why don't you come to your senses?
              D           Bm        E       A
    You been out ridin' fences for so long now.
                  D       D7                 G                   Gm
    Oh, you're a hard one,      I know that you got your reasons,
            D         F#   Bm              E         A   D
    these things that are pleasin' you can hurt you somehow.
A              Bm               F#m
    Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy,
            G                D
    she'll beat you if she's able,
                  Bm                G                D   A
    you know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.
            Bm             F#m
    Now it seems to me some fine things
               G              D
    have been laid upon your table,
            Bm             E             Em
    but you only want the ones you can't get.

     A   D     D7                   G                  Gm
    Desperado,        oh ,you ain't gettin' no younger,
          D            Bm               E          A
    your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home.
           D        D7                 G                  Gm
    And freedom, oh well, that's just some people talkin',
          D     F#   Bm                    E       A  D   A
    your prison  is  walkin' through this world all alone.
                Bm                  F#m
    Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
         G                      D
    The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine.
         Bm                G                   D  A
    It's hard to tell the night time from the day.
           Bm              F#m
    You're losin' all your highs and lows,
              G              D           Em  A
    ain't it funny how the feelin' goes away.

    A7    D    D7                 G            Gm
    Desperado,      why don't you come to your senses,
          D              Bm     E         A
    come down from your fences, open the gate.
               D       D7                 G             Gm
    It may be rainin',      but there's a rainbow above you,
               D       F#   Bm                    G      Em
    you better let somebody love you, (you better let sb.love you),
                D       F#  Bm        Em        A
    you better let somebody love you before it's too
     D   D7 G Gm D
    late.