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Dirty people take what's mine
I can leave them all behind
They can never cross that line
When I get to the border
Sallboat standing at the door
Wait until I hit the floor
They won't find me anymore
When I get to the Border
When I get to the border
Monday mornin', monday mornin'
Closing in on me
I'm packing up and runnin' away
To where nobody picks on me
If you see a box of pine
With a name that looks like mine
Say I drowned in a barrel of wine
When I get to the border
When I get to the border
One way ticket's in my hand
I'm heading for the chosen land
All my troubles turn to sand
When I get to the Border
Salty girl with the yellow hair
Sittin' in that rocking chair
And if I'm weary, I won't care
When I get to the border
When I get to the border
Monday mornin', monday mornin'
Closing in on me
I'm packing up and runnin' away
To where nobody picks on me
The dusty road will smell so sweet
Paved with gold beneath my feet
And I'll be dancing down the street
When I get to the border
When I get to the border
The dusty road will smell so sweet
Paved with gold beneath my feet
And I'll be dancing down the street
When I get to the border
When I get to the border
When I get to the border