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