On The Border
Tell me the truth, how do you feel?
Like you're rollin' so fast that you're spinnin' your wheels.
Don't feel too bad, you're not all alone,
we're all tryin' to get along.
With everybody else tryin' to go their way
you're bound to get tripped and what can you say?
Just go along till they turn out the lights,
there's nothing we can do to fight it.
No man's got it made till he's far beyond the pain
and we who must remain go on living just the same.
I once knew a man, very talented guy.
He'd sing for the people and people would cry.
They knew that his song came from deep down inside,
you could hear it in his voice and see it in his eyes.
And so he traveled alone,
touch your heart, then be gone.
Like a flower he bloomed till that old
hickory wind called him home.
My man's got it made, he's gone far beyond the pain
and we who must remain go on livine just the's ame.
Now my man's got it made, he's gone far beyond the pain
and we who must remain go on living just the same,
we who must remain go on laughing just the same.
- Bernie Leadon
Writer(s): Bernie Leadon, Pollock Channing, Jacques Mardochee Charles, Maurice Yvain, Albert Willemetz
Copyright: Likely Story Music, Likely Story Music Co., Editions Salabert
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