verse 1
   D (xx0232@1)         A (x02220@1)       DI'd (xx0232@1)play the red river valley 
    A (x02220@1)                            Dand (xx0232@1)he'd sit out in the kitchen and cry
     G (320003@1)                                   Dand (xx0232@1)run his fingers through seventy years of livin'
           G (320003@1)                               Aand (x02220@1)wonder lord, has ever will our drill run dry
          A7 (x02020@1)                   Dwe (xx0232@1)were friends me and this old man.


chorus:
     Bm (x24432@1)                      GLike (320003@1)desperados waiting for a train,
     Bm (x24432@1)                      G (320003@1)    Em (022000@1)name="chord_x02020@1">A7
Like desperados waiting for a train


verse 2
       D (xx0232@1)            A (x02220@1)             DHe's (xx0232@1)a drifter and a driller of oil wells 
        A (x02220@1)                   Dand (xx0232@1)an old school man of the world
      G (320003@1)                                D (xx0232@1)He'd let me drive his car when he's too drunk to
         G (320003@1)                             Aand (x02220@1)he'd wink and give me money for the girls
        A7 (x02020@1)                             Dand (xx0232@1)our lives were like some old western movie.(chorus)


verse 3
         D (xx0232@1)                A (x02220@1)                  DFrom (xx0232@1)the time that I could walk he'd take me with him
     A (x02220@1)                       Dto (xx0232@1)a bar called the Green Frog Cafe
               G (320003@1)                        Dand (xx0232@1)there were old men with beer guts and dominoes 
  G (320003@1)                               Alyin' (x02220@1)'bout their lives while they'd play
    A7 (x02020@1)                          Dand (xx0232@1)I was a kid they called his side kick.(chorus)


verse 4
    D (xx0232@1)          A (x02220@1)                D (xx0232@1)One day I looked up and he's pushin eighty
       A (x02220@1)                                   D (xx0232@1)and there's brown tobacco stains all down his chin 
   G (320003@1)                               D (xx0232@1)to me he's one of the heroes of this country
      G (320003@1)                                Aso (x02220@1)why's he all dressed up like them old men
         A7 (x02020@1)                            D (xx0232@1)drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and Forty Two.(chorus)


verse 5
    D (xx0232@1)             A (x02220@1)            D (xx0232@1)The day before he died I went to see him 
      A (x02220@1)                     D (xx0232@1)I was grown and he was almost gone 
       G (320003@1)                                      D (xx0232@1)so we just closed our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen 
     G (320003@1)                           Aand (x02220@1)sang another verse to that old song 
         A (x02220@1)                              Dcome (xx0232@1)on Jack, that son of a guns a-comin'  (chorus 4x)
                                            fade out on Gat (320003@1)the end. 

Hope you like it I played it by ear and got this. I think its the closest to the actual song.