Song Description

Story about a young man who makes a life changing decision.

Lyrics

BORDERLINE
I awoke this early morning from the daylight in my eyes
And the feel of too much whiskey on my brain

The smell of stale smoke clinging matched the bad taste in my mouth
The thought of even moving caused me pain

I could hear the wind a wailing through the valley down below
Like my momma cried the day that I left home

Pushing cattle's hard and dirty work but it's honest and it pays
I should have stayed on when the herd left San Antone

Now I feel two feet tall
My backs against a wall
It's hard for me to breath
So hot that I can't see
Just one fear races round in my mind
Got to ride got to make
The borderline

In my haze I see a bar room dim and full of smoke
With a black man in the corner playing tunes

Across a green felt table
There's a gambler in a vest
Like a vulture he just st in that saloon
And I knew that he was cheating
He should have never pulled his gun
Now that hustlers dead and cold as stone

And that crooked judge will hang me
If he ever gets a chance
Instead of gamblin guess I should have gone straight home

Repeat chorus

When I make the river
I'll know that I'm there,
I think it's just righ through this pass
This paint I am riding is quick and he's strong,
But God only knows if he'll last

Now I see the river shimmering in the sun
But everything around is getting dark
And that bullet that I thought I dodged
Back in San Antone
My bloody shoulder proves it hit its mark
And the water feels so cool and clean it makes me feel so free
Almost like I'm floating in the air
As I climb out on the other side much to my surprise
Everyone I ever loved is standing there

Now I feel
Ten feet tall
And the world is getting small
And it's easier to breathe
So this is how you leave
There's no fear
Running round in my mind
I am hear
I have made
The borderline



Words and music by Mark Wayne Glasmire, ASCAP and Tom Guardino, BMI
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