| There’s a land, so I’ve been told
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| Every street is paved with gold
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| And it’s just across the borderline
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| And when it’s time to take your turn
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| Here’s a lesson you must learn
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| You could lose more than you ever hope to find
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| And when you reach the broken promised land
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| Every dream slips though your hand
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| Then you’ll know it’s too late to change your mind
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| 'Cause you pay the price to come this far
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| Just to wind up where you are
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| And you’re still just across the borderline
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| Up and down The Rio Grande
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| A thousand foot prints in the sand
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| Reveal the secret no one can define
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| The river flows on like a breath
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| In between our life and death
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| Tell me who the next to cross the borderline
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| And when you reach the broken promised land
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| Every dream slips through your hand
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| Then you’ll know it’s too late to change your mind
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| 'Cause you pay the price to come this far
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| Just to wind up where you are
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| And you’re still just across the borderline |