D         Em                Bm
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy,
       C                 G
She'll beat you if she's able,
             Em7                C                G   D
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet
       Em               Bm                    C              G
Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table
        Em            A7             Am7
But you only want the ones you can't get

Desperado, oh you ain't gettin' no younger,
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home
And freedom, well, that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walkin' 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 losin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feelin' goes away