Eagles, The - Desperado

G  G7  C   Cm
G  Em7 A7  D7
       G   G7              C             Cm       
Desper-ado, why don't you come to your senses?
            G   G/F#     Em7      A7        D7     
You've been out riding fences for so long now.
             G        G7               C                 Cm       
Oh, you're a hard one, but I know that you've got your reasons,
      G           D/A    Em7/B         A7   D7      G         D/F#    
These things that are pleasin' you can hurt you somehow. 

          Em                Bm7            
Don't you draw the Queen of Diamonds boy,
       C                  G    G/F# 
She'll beat you if she's able,
             Em                 C                G     D/A    
You know the Queen of Hearts is always your best bet.
        Em                Bm7            
Well it seems to me some fine things
          C              G      G/F#
Have been laid upon your table,
        Em            A7                  Am7    
But you only want the ones that you can't get.   

D7      G   G7             C                  Cm       
De..sperado, oh you ain't gettin' no younger
     G     G/F#     Em7            A7            D7     
Your pain and your hunger they're driving you home.
     G           G7                        C                   Cm       
And freedom, oh freedom, well that's just some people talking,
     G      D/A   Em7/B             A7    D7    G          D/F#    
Your prison is walking through this world all a-lone.

           Em                   Bm7         
Don't your feet get cold in the wintertime,
    C                      G                G/F#
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine,
     Em                C                   G     D/A    
It's hard to tell the night-time from the day.
       Em              Bm7            
You're losing all your highs and lows,
         C             G              Am7         D    
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes a-way.             

D7      G   G7              C             Cm       
De..sperado, why don't you come to your senses,
     G    G/F#      Em7     A7          D7     
Come down from your fences, open the gate.
          G      G7               C            Cm       
It may be raining, but there's a rainbow above you,
           G       D/A    Em/B      
You better let somebody love you,
 C       G/B    Am       
{let somebody love you}
           G       D/A   Em/B      
You better let somebody lo-ove you-ou,
 A7          D7     G
Before it's too-oo late.