I was ready to cross that border
Leave my babe behind
Yes, ready to cross that border
Where I thought that I'd gold to grind
Well I told her 'bout the fortunes
That I was gonna get
And how I'd come and pick her up later
In a brand new Corvette

Maybe in a streamlined custom jet, ohh
And how I'd knot my bandana and not forget

She said did I remember those rainy mornings
On the bypass out of this place
Trying to flag down long distance haulers
Me my handbag to her and case [?]
And how we'd dreamed about being
Somewhere where we could tune in
And all the times we had to turn back
And give in once again

And now you tell me that you'll not forget, no
To come and get me in your new Corvette

But what was that shadow - a rush in the street
Was it a bat or a hobo that
Laid beneath her pink silk sheet
You know I really can't leave you
As your heart could stop to beat
Yes, and the gold in your grind
Is what in the end
I really best need

Yes I went to see my babe
This would be the big farewell
Many many teardrops I did expect
And love words to tell
You know, I left out all those red light streets
With girls in procession
To tell her who her sole was and
Whole possession

And how I'd tell her not to fret, ohh
That I'd be back to get her in a jet

But what was that movement? A reflection on the blind
Was it a cat or red robin?
And what were those words, the gold in your grind
Is what I really best need
You know I can't really leave you
As my heart could stop to beat
And the gold in your grind
Is what I really best need, it was the big farewell

The big farewell...

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