About the song
Willie Nelson’s “The Border” isn’t actually one of his own compositions. It’s the title track from his recent album of the same name (released May 2024), but the song itself was written by Rodney Crowell and Allen Shamblin.
Here’s some information about the song:
- Content: The song takes the perspective of a border guard, conveying the emotional toll of witnessing the struggles of people trying to cross the border. It’s described as “more humanist than political,” focusing on the human cost of the situation.
- Release: “The Border” was released as the lead single for the album in March 2024. You can find it on streaming services and YouTube: youtube.com.
- Reception: The song has been praised for its thoughtful and empathetic approach to a complex topic. Nelson’s signature vocals are said to lend a sense of wisdom and world-weariness to the lyrics.
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Lyrics
I work on the border
I see what I see I work on the border And it’s working on meI lie awake at night
Knowing what I know There’s a price on the head Of every border patrolWhere the smugglers do business
That’s where I make a stand I know this old desert Like the back of my handI see greed in the bushes
I see snakes in the dark Some are friends of my brothers Can’t you hear them dogs bark?I come home to Maria
At the end of the day In the shape of a shadow Holding demons at bay It’s just a border, they sayIt was Mexican soldiers
Out of a black Humvee With their guns to their shoulders Aimed at my partner and meAs they drove away laughing
But the message was clear That we don’t care about nothing But the money down hereI come home to Maria
In a bulletproof vest With the weight of the whole wide world Bearing down on my chest It’s just a border, I guessFrom the shacks and the shanties
Come the hungry and poor Some to drown at the crossing Some to suffer no moreGuess you heard about Campos and Ramien
Both of them friends of mine Both good men They did one thing right And look what they got Federal prison Where they’re both gotta rotI come home to Maria
Where else would I go? Cross the river to die by myself Down In old Mexico It’s just the border, y’know