Texty: Kris Kristofferson. Please Don't Tell Me How the Story Ends: The Publishing Demos1968-72. Border Lord.

Darkness had us covered when we split
From Minnesota in the morning in the rain
Black as I was feeling and the street
Was slick and shiny as a snake

Each of us was humming to a
Half forgotten echo hangin' over in the brain
Tappin' time and thinking of the time
We never had the time to take

Losing to the rising cost of living high and loving hard
And leavin' every yesterday behind
Learning every bridge you cross
Is burning down before you're off
And running like the devil just in time

Breakin' any ties before they bind you
Taking any comfort you can find
Running like you're running out of time

Take it all, take it easy till it's over
Understanding when you're headin' for the Border Lord
You're bound to cross the line

Good lookin' women every time you stumble
Waitin' there to catch you where you fall
Gettin' to you bad enough to let 'em
Keep you backin' up till just before
Your back's against the wall

Breakin' any ties before they bind you
Takin' any comfort you can find
Runnin' like you're runnin' out of time

Take it all, take it easy till it's over
Understanding when you're headin' for the Border Lord
You're bound to cross the line