Biografia:
Lucy Kaplansky (1960) es una cantante de folk estadounidense establecida en Nueva York. Kaplansky también tiene un doctorado en psicología clínica por la Universidad de Yeshiva.
Kaplansky es originaria de Chicago. A los 18 años, decidió no ir a la universidad y se mudó a Nueva York. se implicó en el ambiente de la música folk de la ciudad, particularmente en Greenwich Village, donde tocó con, entre otros, Suzanne Vega, Shawn Colvin y Richard Shindell.
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Outras músicas:
- A Childs Hands
- Beauty Way
- Break A Train
- Broken Things
- Cowboy Singer
- Delivery Truck
- Dont Mind Me
- Dont Renege On Our Love
- Edges
- End Of The Day
- Every Single Day
- Five In The Morning
- Goodnight
- Guilty As Sin
- Guinevere
- I Had Something
- If You Could See
- Ill See You Again
- Land Of The Living
- Life Is Beautiful
- Line In The Sand
- Love Is The Ride
- Mary And The Soldier
- More Than This
- My Name Joe
- No More Excuses
- Nowhere
- Off And Running
- One Good Reason
- Over The Hills
- Promise Me
- Return Of The Grievous Angel
- Reunion
- Ring Of Fire
- Scavenger
- Scorpion
- Secret Journey
- Somebodys Home
- Someday Soon
- Somewhere Out There
- Song For Molly
- Still Life
- Swimming Song
- Ten Year Night
- Texas Blues
- The Angels Rejoiced Last Night
- The Gift
- The Heart
- The Red Thread
- The Thief
- This Is Home
- This Is Mine
- Tide
- Todays The Day
- Turn The Lights Back On
- Whats So Funny Bout Peace Love And Understanding
- When I Get To The Border
- Written On The Back Of His Hand
- You Just Need A Home
- Youre Still Standing There
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Lucy Kaplansky - When I Get To The Border
CAPO: 4th Fret
INTRO: C F G C Am F G C G C G Am G F G C
Dirty people take what's mine
G
I can leave them all behind
C G Am C
They can never cross that line
F G
When I get to the Border
C
Sawbones standing at the door
G
Waiting 'til I hit the floor
C G Am C
They won't find me anymore
F G C
When I get to the Border
CHORUS:
G
Monday morning, Monday morning
C G
Closing in on me
Em
I'm packing up, I'm running away
C D G
To where nobody picks on me_
C
If you see a box of pine
G
With a name that looks like mine
C G Am C
Say I drowned in a barrel of wine
F G C
When I got to the Border
INSTRUMENTAL: C F G C Am F G C G C G Am G F G C
A one way ticket's in my hand
G
Heading for the chosen land
C G Am C
My troubles will all turn to sand
F G
When I get to the Border
C
Salty boy with yellow hair
G
Waiting in that rocking chair
C G Am C
And if I'm weary I won't care
F G C
When I get to the Border
CHORUS:
G
Monday morning, Monday morning
C G
Closing in on me
Em
I'm packing up, I'm running away
C D G
To where nobody picks on me_
C
Dusty road will smell so sweet
G
Paved with gold beneath my feet
C G Am C
And I'll be dancing down the street
F G C
When I get to the Border
OUTRO:
C Em Am C
I'll be dancing down the street
F G C
When I get to the Border
F G C
When I get to the Border
F G C F G C G Am C F C
When I get to the Border
CAPO: 4th Fret
INTRO: C F G C Am F G C G C G Am G F G C
Dirty people take what's mine
G
I can leave them all behind
C G Am C
They can never cross that line
F G
When I get to the Border
C
Sawbones standing at the door
G
Waiting 'til I hit the floor
C G Am C
They won't find me anymore
F G C
When I get to the Border
CHORUS:
G
Monday morning, Monday morning
C G
Closing in on me
Em
I'm packing up, I'm running away
C D G
To where nobody picks on me_
C
If you see a box of pine
G
With a name that looks like mine
C G Am C
Say I drowned in a barrel of wine
F G C
When I got to the Border
INSTRUMENTAL: C F G C Am F G C G C G Am G F G C
A one way ticket's in my hand
G
Heading for the chosen land
C G Am C
My troubles will all turn to sand
F G
When I get to the Border
C
Salty boy with yellow hair
G
Waiting in that rocking chair
C G Am C
And if I'm weary I won't care
F G C
When I get to the Border
CHORUS:
G
Monday morning, Monday morning
C G
Closing in on me
Em
I'm packing up, I'm running away
C D G
To where nobody picks on me_
C
Dusty road will smell so sweet
G
Paved with gold beneath my feet
C G Am C
And I'll be dancing down the street
F G C
When I get to the Border
OUTRO:
C Em Am C
I'll be dancing down the street
F G C
When I get to the Border
F G C
When I get to the Border
F G C F G C G Am C F C
When I get to the Border
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