When I Get To The Border Lyrics - Lucy Kaplansky

Dirty people take what's mine 

I can leave them all behind 

They can never cross that line 

When I get to the border 

Sawbones standing at the door 

Waiting 'til I hit the floor 

They won't find me anymore 

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 

If you see a box of pine 

With a name that looks like mine 

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 boy 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 

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