Luyện nghe bài hát When I Get To The Border

Dirty people take what's
I can leave all behind
They can cross that line
I get to the border

Sawbones standing at the
'til I hit the floor
They won't me anymore
I get to the border

Monday morning, Monday
in on me
I'm up and running away
To where picks on me

If you see a box of
a name that looks like mine
Say I drowned in a of wine
When I got to the

A one way ticket's in my
for the chosen land
My troubles will all turn to
When I get to the

Salty boy with yellow
Waiting in that chair
And if I'm I won't care
When I get to the

morning, Monday morning
in on me
I'm packing up and away
To where picks on me

Dusty road will so sweet
Paved with beneath my feet
And I'll be dancing the street
I get to the border

I'll be dancing the street
When I get to the
When I get to the
When I get to the