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I can sleep it off,
Sleep it back to sleep,
I can be most anything I want.
A long way from the shade,
The north side of the moon.
Down here only rich men lose their shirts.
And John Law wakes to sweep,
The morning off the street,
But no one cares if he has done his job.
And postcards never came,
From race tracks by the sea.
From a gambler who says: You
are
still
my
lucky
thing.
Bordertown,
There's been an accident in Bordertown.
Bordertown,
I am your accident in Bordertown.
Coyotes stirs the drinks,
And drives his stolen jeep,
And drives the kingsnake to its happy hole.
But I stand in the clear,
The only place he fears,
The only place he's never seen me stand.
Bordertown,
There's been an accident in Bordertown.
Bordertown,
I am your accident in Bordertown.
There ain't no seasons here,
But the freezin' still appears,
Everytime I call this home.
Can't be enough alone.
I can sleep it off,
Sleep it back to sleep,
I can be most anything I want.
A long way from the shade,
The north side of the moon.
Down here only taxi drivers know my name.
- Album:
- Berlin
- Travels In the Dustland
- Acetylene
- Ended Up A Stranger
- Train Leaves at Eight
- Trail Of Stars
- Death Valley Days - Lost Songs And Rarities, 1985 To 1995...
- Setting The Woods On Fire
- New West Motel
- Satisfied Mind
- Rag & Bone
- Scavenger
- Cataract
- See Beautiful Rattlesnake Gardens
- Miscellaneous
- Nighttown
- Death Valley Days
- Dead Man Rise
- The Dustland Songwriting Demos
- Glitterhouse Records Best of 2011