Will Hoge - The 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 to long for me to find some work
Just stood there waiting round in the Texas dirt
And now I lay concrete the way I did back home
From 6am until the light is gone

Then it's back to the hotel split a case of beer
One for every person that's living 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 about a better life
Papa's trying hard just to make it fine
Fifty miles north of that Illegal line

Late one night they came in thru the door
With guns and lights screaming get on the floor
They cuffed us up tight and hauled us all away
Couldn't hardly understand a single word they say
Early next morning judge drug us in
And 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 were in my place
He said there's rules boy and this just ain't the way
I said sometimes a starving family just can't wait
But he slammed down his gavel now I'm doing time
Fifty miles north of that Illegal line

Written by:
Will Hoge

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