The night is as black as the coal dust on the tracks
Up to the east day is dawning
From time to time I get women on my mind
Im a son of a gun

Borderstone, borderstone gonna cross your line tonight
Borderstone, pretty little town, gonna make my bed tonight

The train that Im on is a hundred boxcars long
So I dont sleep through to the morning
Thats some chilly wind in this gondola Im in
I wish I had a glass of beer

Borderstone, borderstone gonna cross your line tonight
Borderstone, pretty little town, gonna make my bed tonight
Borderstone, borderstone gonna cross your line tonight
Borderstone, pretty little town, gonna make my bed tonight

The boardinghouse reach is a thing no school can teach you
I confess Ive been outfumbled
And the sound of the beans boiling through the evergreens
Sure do please a hungry man

Borderstone, borderstone gonna cross your line tonight
Borderstone, pretty little town, gonna make my bed tonight
Borderstone, borderstone gonna cross your line tonight
Borderstone, pretty little town, gonna make my bed tonight

The sound of the wheels rebounds across the fields
Im a name with no number
And so I guess Id be drifting more or less
But still its not meant to be

Borderstone, borderstone gonna cross your line tonight
Borderstone, pretty little town, gonna make my bed tonight
Borderstone, borderstone gonna cross your line tonight
Borderstone, pretty little town, gonna make my bed tonight
Borderstone, borderstone gonna cross your line tonight
Borderstone, pretty little town, gonna make my bed tonight