Tonight my bag is packed
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Tomorrow I'll walk these tracks
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That will lead me across the border
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Tomorrow my love and I
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Will sleep 'neath auburn skies
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Somewhere across the border
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We'll leave behind my dear
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The pain and sadness we found here
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And we'll drink from the Bravo's muddy water
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Where the sky grows gray and wide
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We'll meet on the other side
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There across the border
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For you I'll build a house
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High upon a grassy hill
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Somewhere across the border
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Where pain and memory
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Pain and memory have been stilled
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There across the border
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And sweet blossoms fill the air
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Pastures of gold and green
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Roll down into cool clear waters
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And in your arms 'neath open skies
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I'll kiss the sorrow from your eyes
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There across the border
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Tonight we'll sing the songs
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I'll dream of you my corazon
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And tomorrow my heart will be strong
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And may the saints' blessing and grace
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Carry me safely into your arms
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There across the border
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For what are we
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Without hope in our hearts
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That someday we'll drink from God's blessed waters
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And eat the fruit from the vine
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I know love and fortune will be mine
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Somewhere across the border
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Across The Border
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| Bruce Springsteen |
