and for no particular reason at all, but possibly because I reread Annie Proulx's delectable collection of short stories - Close Range - whilst I was on me 'ols, this is what I'm humming today:Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses?
you 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’ you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
she’ll beat you if she’s able
you know the queen of heats is always your best bet
now 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 youger
your pain and your hunger, they’re drivin’ you home
and freedom, oh freedom
well, that’s just some people talkin’
your prison is walking 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 night time from the day
you’re loosin’ all your highs and lows
ain’t it funny how the feeling 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, before it’s too late
THE EAGLES
you 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’ you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
she’ll beat you if she’s able
you know the queen of heats is always your best bet
now 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 youger
your pain and your hunger, they’re drivin’ you home
and freedom, oh freedom
well, that’s just some people talkin’
your prison is walking 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 night time from the day
you’re loosin’ all your highs and lows
ain’t it funny how the feeling 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, before it’s too late
THE EAGLES
4 comments:
I love this tune.
And I adore the pot with the punkiny face! Reminds me of all things Halloween!!
Which is ALWAYS a good thing!
*happily humming*
Oh, what a glorious evening with punkin faces and great tunes!
I couldn't believe it - there I was, on a small island in the middle of the Red Sea and what did I see, but a metal punkin
(-:
(am having a bit of an Eagles phase at the moment, all those wonderful songs. . . *happy sigh*)
I like the Linda Ronstadt version better.
Peace
Ooh Linda Ronstadt is fabulous. But if we're talking about versions - well the Eagles made the template. A great song can accommodate a lot of interpretations.
And the pumpkin is stunning! (One would want, very much, to take one home for a certain person with ghostly leanings)
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