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Will Hoge – The Illegal Line lyrics
[Verse 1]
Well I must've walked for fourteen days
All that I could carry and I made my way
To the new Holy Land not a grand parade
Snuck across the border to the USA
Didn't take too long for me to find some work
Just stood there waitin' 'round in the Texas dirt
And now I lay concrete the way I did back home
From six a.m. until the light is gone
Then it's back to the hotel, drink a case of beer
One for every person that's livin' here
Four dollars-an-hour but nobody moans
'Cause it's three-fifty more than we can get back home
Then I send the money back down to my sweet wife
So she can tell my children 'bout a better life
Papa's tryin' hard just to make it fine
Fifty miles north of that illegal line
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
Late one night they came in through the door
With guns and lights, screamin' "Get on the floor!"
They cuffed us up tight and hauled us all away
Couldn't hardly understand a single word they'd say
Early next mornin', Judge drug us in
He stared us all down just like guilty men
He said "Any of you boys got a thing to say?"
I asked him what would he do if he was in my place
He said "There's rules, boy, and this just ain't the way"
And I said "Sometimes a starvin' family just can't wait"
But he slammed down his gavel, now I'm doin' time
Fifty miles north of that illegal line
Fifty miles north of that illegal line
Well I must've walked for fourteen days
All that I could carry and I made my way
To the new Holy Land not a grand parade
Snuck across the border to the USA
Didn't take too long for me to find some work
Just stood there waitin' 'round in the Texas dirt
And now I lay concrete the way I did back home
From six a.m. until the light is gone
Then it's back to the hotel, drink a case of beer
One for every person that's livin' here
Four dollars-an-hour but nobody moans
'Cause it's three-fifty more than we can get back home
Then I send the money back down to my sweet wife
So she can tell my children 'bout a better life
Papa's tryin' hard just to make it fine
Fifty miles north of that illegal line
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
Late one night they came in through the door
With guns and lights, screamin' "Get on the floor!"
They cuffed us up tight and hauled us all away
Couldn't hardly understand a single word they'd say
Early next mornin', Judge drug us in
He stared us all down just like guilty men
He said "Any of you boys got a thing to say?"
I asked him what would he do if he was in my place
He said "There's rules, boy, and this just ain't the way"
And I said "Sometimes a starvin' family just can't wait"
But he slammed down his gavel, now I'm doin' time
Fifty miles north of that illegal line
Fifty miles north of that illegal line
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