He was born in the south
The gospel in his mouth
With an outward kind of holiness around him
But it could never take root
'Cause it didn't really suit him
And what should have been his freedom only bound him
Time and time again
He felt the pleasure of his sin
But though he knew it would not last beyond its season
It seduced him anyway
And he made his choice one day
And rejected everything he once believed in
He's livin' in a border town
He's livin' in a border town
His left foot in the dark
His right foot in the light
One person in the day
And another in the night
He's livin' in a border town
Though he'd made the choice
His friends would never, ever know
He was too weak to let his secret self be known to them
But the man they saw outside
Was just an act so he could hide
The inward man that he did not want exposed to them
It is better to be hot
It is better to be cold
Than in the middle of a highway goin' nowhere
Darkness to the left of you
A magnet in the night
But a decision must be made to not go in there
Get out of that border town
Get out of that border town
Your left foot in the dark
Your right foot in the light
One person in the day
And another in the night
Get out of that border town...Get out of that border town...