Borderline
Ridin' on to El Paso, followin' the rodeoWhen she stole my heart under a desert moonIn a bordertown down in Mexico, where all the lonely cowboys goStands a mission church at the end of a crowded streetWas there I first caught sight of her alone, my heart began to stirShe was kneeling there at the foot of a painted crossOn the borderline,Crossing the heartlands again and againOn the borderline,If lightning would strike me, I'd never know whenMy heart must always remain on the borderlineHad to stay another day if only just to find a way to meet that girl who prays by the lonesome graveThey say she lost her only one to a battle of the blazing gunsNow she cries each night and her tears stain the desert sandShe vowed to never give her heart to someone else if they should partI'll never meet those eyes to tell her I love her soI'm on the borderlineCrossing the heartlands again and againOn the borderlineIf lightning would strike me I'd never know whenMy heart must always remain on the borderline
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