| Song | To the Border and Beyond |
| Artist | Collin Raye |
| Album | Extremes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Raye | |
| Lyrics:Collin Raye Music:Collin Raye | |
| Well Duggan was a purebred hill country kicker | |
| He loved to shoot his pistols | |
| And he loved to drink his liquor | |
| His daddy had long since given up on tryin' | |
| To tame him | |
| He knew he hated sweatin' in the fields | |
| He couldn't blame him | |
| But when his only son robbed the Chillicothe Flyer | |
| He guessed the days were numbered | |
| Till he'd have to face the fire | |
| Well Duggan rode up to the house | |
| His pa ran out to meet him | |
| He said "Son, why'd you do it?" | |
| Duggan said "I had my reasons" | |
| His daddy told him, "Boy, you've always been | |
| So full of juice, but any day your neck | |
| It will be hangin' in a noose." | |
| Duggan winked and mounted, stirred his | |
| Horse into a lather | |
| He never looked back... guess it really didn't matter | |
| It wasn't too long till a team of Texas Rangers | |
| Pounded on the door, man, faces | |
| Filled with anger | |
| Duggan's papa opened up, said "No need to shout, | |
| I don't know where he is | |
| But I know what he's all about." | |
| He likes to dance out to the edge | |
| He likes to cut to the chase | |
| You see he's never been one for reinin' back | |
| To a slow and steady pace | |
| If you ask me where he's bound | |
| Well, boys, I just can't respond | |
| But from the look in his eyes | |
| It's a safe bet he's headed | |
| To the border and beyond. | |
| Well the moral of this tale | |
| Is you can't change a leopard's spots | |
| Don't blame a man for failing to be | |
| Something that he's not | |
| So girl, with that in mind | |
| Won't you step into the light | |
| We'll move just left of center | |
| Till we finally get it right | |
| Remember I'm a push it to the limit | |
| Kind of guy | |
| You may ask me how we'll do it | |
| But no need to ask me why | |
| I like to dance out to the edge | |
| I like to cut to the chase | |
| You see, I've never been one for reinin' back | |
| To a slow and steady pace | |
| If you ask me where we're bound | |
| Well, honey, I just can't respond | |
| But from the look in your eyes | |
| It's a safe bet we're headed | |
| To the border and beyond. |
| zuo ci : Raye | |
| Lyrics: Collin Raye Music: Collin Raye | |
| Well Duggan was a purebred hill country kicker | |
| He loved to shoot his pistols | |
| And he loved to drink his liquor | |
| His daddy had long since given up on tryin' | |
| To tame him | |
| He knew he hated sweatin' in the fields | |
| He couldn' t blame him | |
| But when his only son robbed the Chillicothe Flyer | |
| He guessed the days were numbered | |
| Till he' d have to face the fire | |
| Well Duggan rode up to the house | |
| His pa ran out to meet him | |
| He said " Son, why' d you do it?" | |
| Duggan said " I had my reasons" | |
| His daddy told him, " Boy, you' ve always been | |
| So full of juice, but any day your neck | |
| It will be hangin' in a noose." | |
| Duggan winked and mounted, stirred his | |
| Horse into a lather | |
| He never looked back... guess it really didn' t matter | |
| It wasn' t too long till a team of Texas Rangers | |
| Pounded on the door, man, faces | |
| Filled with anger | |
| Duggan' s papa opened up, said " No need to shout, | |
| I don' t know where he is | |
| But I know what he' s all about." | |
| He likes to dance out to the edge | |
| He likes to cut to the chase | |
| You see he' s never been one for reinin' back | |
| To a slow and steady pace | |
| If you ask me where he' s bound | |
| Well, boys, I just can' t respond | |
| But from the look in his eyes | |
| It' s a safe bet he' s headed | |
| To the border and beyond. | |
| Well the moral of this tale | |
| Is you can' t change a leopard' s spots | |
| Don' t blame a man for failing to be | |
| Something that he' s not | |
| So girl, with that in mind | |
| Won' t you step into the light | |
| We' ll move just left of center | |
| Till we finally get it right | |
| Remember I' m a push it to the limit | |
| Kind of guy | |
| You may ask me how we' ll do it | |
| But no need to ask me why | |
| I like to dance out to the edge | |
| I like to cut to the chase | |
| You see, I' ve never been one for reinin' back | |
| To a slow and steady pace | |
| If you ask me where we' re bound | |
| Well, honey, I just can' t respond | |
| But from the look in your eyes | |
| It' s a safe bet we' re headed | |
| To the border and beyond. |
| zuò cí : Raye | |
| Lyrics: Collin Raye Music: Collin Raye | |
| Well Duggan was a purebred hill country kicker | |
| He loved to shoot his pistols | |
| And he loved to drink his liquor | |
| His daddy had long since given up on tryin' | |
| To tame him | |
| He knew he hated sweatin' in the fields | |
| He couldn' t blame him | |
| But when his only son robbed the Chillicothe Flyer | |
| He guessed the days were numbered | |
| Till he' d have to face the fire | |
| Well Duggan rode up to the house | |
| His pa ran out to meet him | |
| He said " Son, why' d you do it?" | |
| Duggan said " I had my reasons" | |
| His daddy told him, " Boy, you' ve always been | |
| So full of juice, but any day your neck | |
| It will be hangin' in a noose." | |
| Duggan winked and mounted, stirred his | |
| Horse into a lather | |
| He never looked back... guess it really didn' t matter | |
| It wasn' t too long till a team of Texas Rangers | |
| Pounded on the door, man, faces | |
| Filled with anger | |
| Duggan' s papa opened up, said " No need to shout, | |
| I don' t know where he is | |
| But I know what he' s all about." | |
| He likes to dance out to the edge | |
| He likes to cut to the chase | |
| You see he' s never been one for reinin' back | |
| To a slow and steady pace | |
| If you ask me where he' s bound | |
| Well, boys, I just can' t respond | |
| But from the look in his eyes | |
| It' s a safe bet he' s headed | |
| To the border and beyond. | |
| Well the moral of this tale | |
| Is you can' t change a leopard' s spots | |
| Don' t blame a man for failing to be | |
| Something that he' s not | |
| So girl, with that in mind | |
| Won' t you step into the light | |
| We' ll move just left of center | |
| Till we finally get it right | |
| Remember I' m a push it to the limit | |
| Kind of guy | |
| You may ask me how we' ll do it | |
| But no need to ask me why | |
| I like to dance out to the edge | |
| I like to cut to the chase | |
| You see, I' ve never been one for reinin' back | |
| To a slow and steady pace | |
| If you ask me where we' re bound | |
| Well, honey, I just can' t respond | |
| But from the look in your eyes | |
| It' s a safe bet we' re headed | |
| To the border and beyond. |