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Lyrics

Boys at the Border


Verse
See the boys at the border, singing so sweetly,
Dreaming their dreams of shark-skin suits and late nights
With a talkshow hostlike Julio in the spotlight.

Little boys at the border hope in their eyes,
Cars passing by like phantoms in the late night
But all must stop to hear the voices clear in the headlights.

Bridge
They learned to sing at the alter
And now they pray at the border
On the gods of the northland in California
A choir of dark-eyed angels
They're passing their halos
And singing sweet lullabyes to the tourists at the gates of paradise.

Verse
Muchachos de la frontera
Cantandos un sueno lindo y dulce
De fama y fortuna la noche
Y yo mi paro a oir
Sus voces como angelitos

Bridge 2
Who learned to sing at the alter
And now they pray at the border
On the gods of the northland: Los Angelinos
A choir of ragged angels
They're passing their halos
And singing sweet lullabyes to the tourists at the gates of paradise.

All the boys at the border serenade,
Songs of faith and fantasy in the late night.
Under star-spangled skies, awaiting entrance to paradise.

©2002 Artsong Music (BMI)