At the Border BluesI'm walking slow and easy, so I do myself no harm.Got my papers in my pocket,got the bracelet on my arm.I walk along the borderand I do not see a guard.Crossing over looks so easy -you might think it would be hard.You can always find somebodywho will tell you not to go.If I talk about what's wrong here, they say I would miss it so.But I hear there is a citywith real people on the street.None are dangerous or witless,like so many that I meet.And the towers of that citydo not stand to shake a fist.They rise for the sake of beautyand their beauty is not missed.Some have gone and then come back her
Things in Motion BluesEverything's in motion,some things push and some just drift.Oh yes, it's all in motion,some things push and some just drift.And the things that push the hardestare not the ones you wish.Take me away, babe,from all these restless things.Oh, take me awayfrom all these restless things.Hide me like an angelin the shelter of your wings.Everything's in motion,you and I are moving too.Every, everything's in motion,you and I are moving too.But when we move togetherI do not feel so blue.
it is important not to rush