Border Radio - The Blasters

One more midnight, her man is still gone

The nights move too slow

She tries to remember the heat of his touch

While listening to the Border Radio

She calls toll-free and requests an old song

Something they used to know

She prays to herself that wherever he is

He’s listening to the Border Radio

This song comes from nineteen sixty-two

Dedicated to a man who’s gone

Fifty thousand watts out of Mexico

This is the Border Radio

This is the Border Radio

She thinks of her son, asleep in his room

And how her man won’t see him grow

She thinks of her life and she hopes for a change

While listening to the Border Radio

This song comes from nineteen sixty-two

Dedicated to a man who’s gone

Fifty thousand watts out of Mexico

This is the Border Radio

This is the Border Radio

They play her tune but she can’t concentrate

She wonders why he had to go

One more midnight and her man is still gone

She’s listening to the Border Radio

This song comes from nineteen sixty-two

Dedicated to a man who’s gone

Fifty thousand watts out of Mexico

This is the Border Radio

This is the Border Radio