| [00:24.75] |
Dirty people take what's mine |
| [00:27.80] |
I can leave them all behind |
| [00:30.90] |
They can never cross that line |
| [00:33.45] |
When I get to the border |
| [00:36.88] |
Sawbones standing at the door |
| [00:39.96] |
Waiting 'til I hit the floor |
| [00:43.00] |
They won't find me anymore |
| [00:45.65] |
When I get to the border |
| [00:49.14] |
Monday morning, Monday morning |
| [00:52.38] |
Closing in on me |
| [00:55.02] |
I'm packing up and running away |
| [00:57.56] |
To where nobody picks on me |
| [01:01.13] |
If you see a box of pine |
| [01:04.17] |
With a name that looks like mine |
| [01:07.20] |
Say I drowned in a barrel of wine |
| [01:09.86] |
When I got to the border |
| [01:14.35] |
|
| [01:37.36] |
A one way ticket's in my hand |
| [01:40.38] |
Heading for the chosen land |
| [01:43.13] |
My troubles will all turn to sand |
| [01:45.97] |
When I get to the border |
| [01:49.40] |
Salty boy with yellow hair |
| [01:52.45] |
Waiting in that rocking chair |
| [01:55.17] |
And if I'm weary I won't care |
| [01:58.37] |
When I get to the border |
| [02:01.59] |
Monday morning, Monday morning |
| [02:04.79] |
Closing in on me |
| [02:07.35] |
I'm packing up and running away |
| [02:10.00] |
To where nobody picks on me |
| [02:13.67] |
Dusty road will smell so sweet |
| [02:16.63] |
Paved with gold beneath my feet |
| [02:19.17] |
And I'll be dancing down the street |
| [02:22.21] |
When I get to the border |
| [02:25.25] |
And I'll be dancing down the street |
| [02:28.35] |
When I get to the border |
| [02:31.22] |
When I get to the border |
| [02:34.27] |
When I get to the border |
