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When I Get to the Border - Lucy Kaplansky



     
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Dirty people take what's mine
I can leave them all behind
They can never cross that line
When I get to the borderSawbones standing at the door
Waiting 'til I hit the floor
They won't find me anymore
When I get to the borderMonday morning, Monday morning
Closing in on me
I'm packing up and running away
To where nobody picks on meIf 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 borderA one way ticket's in my hand
Heading for the chosen land
My troubles will all turn to sand
When I get to the borderSalty boy with yellow hair
Waiting in that rocking chair
And if I'm weary I won't care

When I get to the borderMonday morning, Monday morning
Closing in on me
I'm packing up and running away
To where nobody picks on meDusty road will smell so sweet
Paved with gold beneath my feet
And I'll be dancing down the street
When I get to the borderI'll be dancing down the street
When I get to the border
When I get to the border
When I get to the border

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Lucy Kaplansky (born 1960) is a folk musician. Originally from Chicago, at the age of 18 she moved to New York City, where she became involved in the city's Greenwich Village folk music scene. In 1983, she decided to become a psychologist, enrolling in Yeshiva University. She continued playing music while completing her PhD, and began to have some success as part of a duo with Shawn Colvin. However, when they began to attract record company interest, Kaplansky declined, choosing instead to set up a private practice and become a staff psychologist at a New York hospital.

Read more about Lucy Kaplansky on Last.fm.


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