Nobody’s happy
To wait on the sidewalk
Nobody want’s
To be left in the rain
Sooner or later
You get out of high school
Turning the corner
Your moving again
Ran into the day
As it came down the highway
No one to see
If your breaking the law
Sooner or later
You’ll get to the border
Where will you turn
When there’s nowhere to go
Look for the road
You can find with your eyes closed
Try for the law
That was made for your soul
Sing on the border says
Cross in receive it
Getting a-cross
You are ready to go.
