When I Get to the Border Richard Thompson
WHEN I GET TO THE BORDER
Richard Thompson
Intro: C F(add D)
[C]Dirty people take what's mine
[F]I can leave them all be[G]hind
[C]They can [G/B]never [Am]cross that [C/G]line
When [F]I get to the Bor[G]der
Sawbones standing at the dorr
Waiting 'til I hit the floor
He won't find me anymore
When I get to the Border
[G]Monday morning, monday morning
[G]Closing in on me
[G]I'm packing [D/F#]up and [Em]running away
To where [C]nobody picks on [D]me
If you see a box of pine
With a name that looks like mine.
Just say I drowned in a barrel of wine.
When I got to the Border
A one way ticket's in my hand
Heading for the chosen land
My troubles will all turn to sand
When I get to the Border
Salty girl with yellow hair
Waiting in that rocking chair
And if I'm weary I won't care
When I get to the Border
Monday morning, monday morning
Closing in on me
I'm packing up and running away
To where nobody picks on me
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
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