“Borderland“ - Dave Alvin & Jimmie Dale Gilmore (feat. The Guilty Ones) (Official Audio)

“Borderland“ by Dave Alvin & Jimmie Dale Gilmore (feat. The Guilty Ones). Purchase here: “The Big Bend of the Rio Grande River, which in Mexico is called Rio Bravo Del Norte, is one of the most magnificent geographical features of our world. It is a vast, rugged and beautiful landscape that holds a mysterious attraction for some people. It is the borderland between two cultures, two countries and, in a way, at least two contrasting worldviews. My wife and I have spent as much time there as possible for many years and this song is an attempt to evoke a feeling of the place. A strange sense of something deeply familiar and yet, at the same time, completely alien. Maybe all true love songs are made of something like this“. - Jimmie Dale Gilmore The Musicians: JMMIE DALE GILMORE: Vocals DAVE ALVIN: Electric Guitar LISA PANKRATZ: Drums, Percussion, BG Vocals BRAD FORDHAM: Bass, BG Vocals CHRIS MILLER: Lead Guitar, Acoustic Guitar BUKKA ALLEN: Hammond B3 Organ Produced by DAVE ALVIN Written by Jimmie Dale Gilmore and David Hammond Jimmie Dale Gilmore, Jade EG Music, BMI / David Allen Hammond, Hydra’s Teeth Publishing, BMI BORDERLAND LYRICS Gilmore/Hammond Well, I headed back to the Borderland When the home-guard went insane. No use trying to work with people Who can’t tell fire from rain. The Judge had tried to hitch a ride But I only took him half way. Friends are friends, but in the Borderland You can’t be careful of what you say. The Sheriff sent me every warning he could But I knew more than he. My home is both sides of the Borderland So he knows where I’ll be. The Businessman in a sleek sedan Thought he could beat me here, But roads fade out before you reach the line And the signposts disappear. So good to be home in the Borderland Where things are not what they seem. So good to be home in the Borderland Between the dawn and the dream. The brown-eyed girl from the battleground Had just met me half-way. The Border-Guard had let h. er pass But said she could not stay. She gazed upon the mountain above And she reached out her hand. Then she let go with all her might And loved the Borderland So good to be home in the Borderland Where things are not what they seem. So good to be home in the Borderland Between the dawn and the dream.