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Intro DO FA(add RE)
DO
Dirty people take what's mine
FA SOL
I can leave them all behind
DO SOL/SI LAm DO/SOL
They can never cross that line
FA SOL
When I get to the Border
Sawbones standing at the dorr
Waiting 'til I hit the floor
He won't find me anymore
When I get to the Border
SOL
Monday morning, monday morning
SOL
Closing in on me
SOL RE/FA# MIm
I'm packing up and running away
DO RE
To where nobody picks on 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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