Willy de Ville

 

 

 

ACROSS THE BORDERLINE

 

 There's a place so I've been told,

where every Street is paved with gold.

And it's just across the borderline.

And when it's time to take your turn

there's a lesson that you must learn.

You could lose more than you ever thought you'd find.

 

And when you reach the broken promise land,

and all your dreams slip through your hands

and you know it's too late to change your mind.

Cause you've paid the price to come so far,

just to wind up where you are.

And you're still just across the borderline.

 

Now up and down the Rio Grande,

a thousand footprints in the sand,

reveal a secret no one can define.

The river rolls on like a breath,

in between our life and death.

Tell me who's the next to cross the borderline.

 

And when you reach the broken promise land,

and all your dreams slip through your hands

and you know

it's too late to change your mind.

Cause you've paid the price to come so far,

just to wind up where you are.

And you're still just across the borderline.

 

 

 

drums, percussion: Roger Hawkins • bass: David Hood • guitar: Jack Holder • acoustic slide guitar: Luther Dickinson
mandolin: Luther Dickinson • piano: Spooner Oldham • wurlitzer: Jim Dickinson • Harp: Rick Steff • violins: Freddy
Koella • background vocals: Susan Marshall, Brenda Patterson, Bertram Brown, William Brown, Jim Crosthwait

 

 

NEEDLES AND PINS

 

I saw her today

I saw her face,

it was the face I love

and I knew

I had to run away

and get down on my knees and pray

that they'd go away

But still they begin

those needles and pins

because of all my pride

the tears I've gotta hide

 

Well, I thought I was smart

I broke her heart,

didn't think I knew

but now I see

she's worse to him than me

let her go ahead

take his love instead

And someday she will see

just how to say please

And get down on her knees

Lord that's how it begins

she'll feel those needles and pins

 

Why can't I stop and tell myself I'm wrong, so wrong, so wrong

Why can't I stop and tell myself I'm strong

Because I saw her today

I saw her face

it was the face I loved and I knew

I had to run away

and get down on my knees and pray

that they'd go away

But still they begin

those needles and pins

because of all my pride

the tears I've gotta hide

Oh, those needles and pins, those needles and pins, oh those needles and pins

 

because of all my pride

the tears I've gotta hide

Oh, those needles and pins, those needles and pins, oh those needles and pins

 

 

drums, percussion: Roger Hawkins • bass: David Hood • rhythm guitar: Jimmy Johnson, Jack Holder • lead guitar: Luther
Dickinson • organ: Spooner Oldham • mellotron, moog: Jim Dickinson