rocky montenegro : borderline

Borderline
Copyright © 2001 Michael L. Sussman
All Rights Reserved

Half-baked cow town
Noontime showdown
Got the lowdown on this fate of mine

Drag my two feet
Down some new street
Where so few meet on the borderline

Can't go on to fame or glory
Can't go back to where I'm from
Feels like I'm stuck in purgatory
In between hell and kingdom come

Chorus
Can't face this troubled feeling
Tried love and been two-timed
Had enough of double-dealing
At this place on the borderline

Face some stranger
Braced by danger
Texas ranger with a badge of tin

Hands are shakin'
Head still achin'
Shouldn't have taken one more glass of gin

If I die forget my story
Don't expect a fife and drum
And if I live it's judge and jury
I'm bound to swing like a pendulum

Repeat chorus

Long days, short fuses
No concern for doin' time
Anyway, no excuses
Life can turn on a dusty dime

Slow nights, fast women
Bleary-eyed and unrefined
What's right, what's sinnin'
Just a ride on the borderline
Life's a ride on the borderline