Текст песни thompson richard - When I Get To The Border
thompson richard - When I Get To The Border слова песни
Dirty people take what`s mineI can leave them all behindThey can never cross that lineWhen I get to the borderSawbones standing at the doorWaiting `till I hit the floorHe won`t find me anymoreWhen I get to the borderMonday morning, monday morningClosing in on meI`m packing up and I`m running awayTo where nobody picks on meIf you see a box of pineWith a name that looks like mine.Just say I drowned in a barrel of wine.When I got to the borderWhen I got to the borderA one way ticket`s in my handHeading for the chosen landMy troubles will all turn to sandWhen I get to the borderSalty girl with yellow hairWaiting in that rocking chairAnd if I`m weary I won`t careWhen I get to the borderMonday morning, monday morningClosing in on meI`m packing up and I`m running awayTo where nobody picks on meThe dusty road will smell so sweetPaved with gold beneath my feetAnd I`ll be dancing down the streetWhen I get to the borderWhen I get to the border