On the Border Album

Artist(s): Eagles

Cover Art

Eagles On the Border Cover Art

Tracklist

Already Gone

length: 4:15
producer: Bill Szymczyk
membranophone: Don Henley
lead vocals: Glenn Frey
engineer: Bill Szymczyk
bass: Randy Meisner
background vocals: Randy Meisner, Bernie Leadon and Don Henley
assistant engineer: Gary Ladinsky and Allan Blazek
solo guitar: Glenn Frey and Don Felder
guitar: Glenn Frey and Bernie Leadon
writer: Jack Tempchin, Robb Strandlund

Well, I heard some people talking just the other day
And they said you were gonna put me on a shelf
Well, let me tell you I've got some news for you
And you'll soon find out it's true
And then you'll have to eat your lunch all by yourself
Coz I'm al-ready gone, and I'm fee-ling strong
I will si-ing this vict'ry song, woo-oo-oo, my my, woo-oo-oo
The letter that you wrote me made me stop and wonder why
But I guess you felt like you had to set things right
Just remember this my girl when you look up in the sky
You can see the stars and still not see the light, that's right
And I'm-al-ready gone, and I'm fee-eeling strong
I will si-ing this vict'ry song, woo-oo-oo, my my, woo-oo-oo
Well, I know it wasn't you who held me down
Heaven knows it wasn't you who set me free
So oftentimes it happens that we live our lives in chains
That we never even know we have the key
Me, I'm already gone, and I'm feeling strong
I will sing this vict'ry song, coz I'm already gone
Coz I'm al-ready gone, and I'm fee-eling strong
I will si-ing this vict'ry song, coz I'm al-ready gone
Yes, I'm already gone, already gone (awright, nighty night)
Already gone, already gone

You Never Cry Like a Lover

length: 4:01
producer: Glyn Johns
lead vocals: Don Henley
engineer: Glyn Johns
assistant engineer: Rod Thear
writer: Don Henley, J.D. Souther
You never cry like a lover should
Sighing out loud when it feels real good
Or see the sky through the stone and wood
You never cry like a lover

I thought I saw somebody I loved
Sleeping deep inside you
If I could catch you in an unguarded moment
I'd stay right there beside you

You never smile at me late at night
Laugh out loud when we get it right
You can't get loose if there's too much light
You never smile like a lover

(Try a little harder) I can't live with you baby, can't live without it
(Try a little harder) Sometimes I believe in love, sometimes I doubt it

But your life goes on
Like a broken down carousel
Where somebody left the music on

I was hopin' you were the one
I was hopin' you were the one
I was hopin' you were the one
I was hopin' you were the one

You never move like you used to do
Pour it out when you're feelin' blue
Somebody must have put some pain on you
You never cry like a lover

You never cry like a lover
You never cry like a lover
You never cry like a lover
Cry like a lover
You never cry like a lover
Cry like a lover
You never cry like a lover

Midnight Flyer

length: 3:59
producer: Bill Szymczyk
lead vocals: Randy Meisner
engineer: Bill Szymczyk
slide guitar: Glenn Frey
assistant engineer: Allan Blazek and Gary Ladinsky
composer: Paul Craft, Paul Craft
lyricist: Paul Craft, Paul Craft
Oo, Midnight Flyer
Engineer, won't you let your whistle moan?
Oo, Midnight Flyer
I paid my dues and I feel like trav'lin' on

A runaway team of horses ain't enough to make me stay
So throw your rope on another man
And pull him down your way
Make him into someone who can take the place of me
Make him every kind of fool you wanted me to be

Oo, Midnight Flyer
Engineer, won't you let your whistle moan?
Oo, Midnight Flyer,
I paid my dues and I feel like trav'lin' on
Maybe I'll go to Santa Fe, maybe San Antone,
Any town is where I'm bound any way to get me gone
Don't think about me, never let me cross your mind
'Cept when you hear that midnight lonesome whistle whine

Oo, Midnight Flyer
Engineer, won't you let your whistle moan?
Oo, Midnight Flyer
I paid my dues and I feel like trav'lin' on
I paid my dues and I feel like trav'lin' on

My Man

length: 3:31
producer: Bill Szymczyk
lead vocals: Bernie Leadon
engineer: Bill Szymczyk
pedal steel guitar: Bernie Leadon
assistant engineer: Allan Blazek and Gary Ladinsky
composer: Bernie Leadon
lyricist: Bernie Leadon
Tell me the truth, how do you feel?
Like you're rollin' so fast that you're spinnin' your wheels?
Don't feel too bad, you're not all along
We're all tryin' to get along

With ev'rybody else try'n' to go their way
You're bound to get tripped, and what can you say?
Just go along 'til they turn out the lights
There's nothin' we can do to fight it

No man's got it made till he's far beyond the pain
And we who must remain go on living just the same

I once knew a man, very talented guy
He's sing for the people and people would cry
They knew that his song came from deep down inside
You could hear it in his voice and see it in his eyes

And so he traveled along, touch your heart, then be gone
Like a flower, he bloomed till that old hickory wind
Called him home

My man's got it made
He's gone far beyond the pain
And we who must remain go on living just the same
We who must remain go on laughing just the same

On the Border

length: 4:24
producer: Bill Szymczyk
lead vocals: Don Henley
engineer: Bill Szymczyk
assistant engineer: Allan Blazek and Gary Ladinsky
writer: Don Henley, Bernie Leadon, Glenn Frey
Cruisin' down the centre of a two way street
Wondering who is really in the driver's seat
Mindin' my business along comes big brother
Says, "Son you better get on one side or the other"

Oh oh, I'm out on the border
I'm walkin' the line
Don't you tell me 'bout your law and order
I'm try'n' to change this water to wine

After a hard day I'm safe at home
Foolin' with my baby on the telephone
Out of nowhere somebody cuts in and says
"Hmm, you in some trouble boy
We know where you've been"

Oh oh, I'm out on the border
I thought this was a private line
Don't you tell me 'bout your law and order
I'm try'n' to change this water to wine

Never mind your name, just give us your number
Never mind your face, just show us your card
And we want to know whose wing are you under
You better step to the right or we can make it hard

Oh ooh, I'm stuck on the border
All I wanted was some peace of mind
Don't you tell me 'bout your law and order
I'm try'n' to change this water to wine

On the border
On the border
On the border
On the border

(On the border) Leave me be, I'm just walkin' this line
I'm out on the border
(On the border) All I wanted was some peace of mind, peace of mind
I'm out on the border
(On the border) Can't you see I'm tryin' to change this water to wine
I'm out on the border

(On the border) Don't you tell me 'bout your law and order
(I'm out on the border ) I'm sick and tired of all your law and order
(On the border) Sick and tired of it
I'm out on the border
On the border
I'm out on the border

James Dean

length: 3:39
producer: Bill Szymczyk
membranophone: Don Henley
lead vocals: Glenn Frey
engineer: Bill Szymczyk
bass: Randy Meisner
background vocals: Don Henley, Bernie Leadon and Randy Meisner
guitar: Glenn Frey and Bernie Leadon
assistant engineer: Allan Blazek and Gary Ladinsky
solo guitar family: Bernie Leadon
writer: J.D. Souther, Don Henley, Glenn Frey, Jackson Browne
James Dean, James Dean, I know just what you mean.
James Dean, you said it all so clean
And I know my life would look alright
If I could see it on the silver screen.

You were the low down rebel if there ever was
Even if you had no cause.
James dean, you said it all so clean
And I know my life would look alright
If I could see it on the silver screen.

We'll talk about a low-down bad refrigerator,
You were just too cool for school.
Sock hop, soda pop, basketball and auto shop,
The only thing that got you off was breakin' all the rules.

James Dean, James Dean, so hungry and so lean.
James Dean, you said it all so clean
And I know my life would look alright
If I could see it on the silver screen.

Little James Dean up on the screen
Wonderin' who he might be.
Along came a spyder, picked up a rider,
Took him down the road to eternity.

James Dean, James Dean, you bought it sight unseen.
James Dean, James Dean, you bought it sight unseen.
You were too fast to live, too young to die, bye bye.
You were too fast to live, too young to die, bye bye.
Bye bye too fast to live too young to die
Bye bye too fast to live too young to die
Bye bye too fast to live too young to die
Bye bye too fast to live too young to die
Too fast to live too young to die
Oo-oo-oo-oo too fast to live too young to die
Bye bye too fast to live too young to die
Oh, James Dean too fast to live too young to die

Ol’ 55

length: 4:22
producer: Bill Szymczyk
membranophone: Don Henley
piano: Glenn Frey
engineer: Bill Szymczyk
electric guitar: Bernie Leadon
bass: Randy Meisner
background vocals: Randy Meisner and Bernie Leadon
pedal steel guitar: Al Perkins
assistant engineer: Gary Ladinsky and Allan Blazek
lead vocals: Don Henley and Glenn Frey
composer: Tom Waits
lyricist: Tom Waits
Well, my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splitly
Out to my ol' fifty-five.
As I pulled away slowly feelin' so holy
God knows I was feelin' alive.

And now the sun's comin' up,
I'm ridin' with Lady Luck,
Freeway cars and trucks.
Stars beginning to fade
And I lead the parade
Just a wishin' I'd stayed a little longer.
Lord, don't you know the feelin's gettin' stronger.

Six in the mornin' gave me no warnin',
I had to be on my way.
Now the cars are all passin' me, trucks are all flashin' me,
I'm headed home from your place.

And now the sun's comin' up,
I'm ridin' with Lady Luck,
Freeway cars and trucks.
Stars beginning to fade
And I lead the parade
Just a wishin' I'd stayed a little longer.
Lord, don't you know the feelin's gettin' stronger.

Well, my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splitly
Out to my ol' fifty-five.
As I pulled away slowly feelin' so holy
God knows I was feelin' alive.

And now the sun's comin' up, yes it is,
I'm ridin' with Lady Luck,
Freeway cars and trucks.
Freeway cars and trucks
Ridin' with Lady Luck.
Freeway cars and trucks
Ridin' with Lady Luck.
Freeway cars and trucks
Ridin' with Lady Luck.

Is It True?

length: 3:15
producer: Bill Szymczyk
lead vocals: Randy Meisner
engineer: Bill Szymczyk
slide guitar: Glenn Frey
assistant engineer: Allan Blazek and Gary Ladinsky
composer: Randy Meisner
lyricist: Randy Meisner
How come you love him when he takes you for a fool,
he's only looking for a good time.
How can he love you when he treats you mean cruel,
he's not the best thing that you could find.

Is it true? I can't believe it.
Is it true? I just can't see it.
Is it true? Is that you?

When we were young we didn't really have a care,
you were hung up, I had a good line.
I never knew it then but, man, I was in love.
How could I know it was the right time?

Is it true you've lost that feelin ?
Is it true you might be leavin ?
Is it true? Don't wanna find out.

Yes, I was so wrong for leading you on,
there wasn't much I could do.
I was a wild one but I can change some
if that's important to you.

Is it true you've lost that feelin ?
Is it true you might be leavin ?
Is it true, is it true?

She's really leavin',
she's really leavin',
she's really leavin'.

- Randy Meisner

Good Day in Hell

length: 4:27
producer: Bill Szymczyk
lead vocals: Glenn Frey
vocal: Don Henley
engineer: Bill Szymczyk
slide guitar: Don Felder
assistant engineer: Allan Blazek and Gary Ladinsky
writer: Glenn Frey, Don Henley
Move in,
Can't you see she wants you
She has you deep in her eyes
You been wond'rin' why she haunts you
Beauty in the devil's disguise
She can tell you all about it
She sees it in the stars
She'll burn you if you try to put her down

Oh well, it's been a good day in hell
And tomorrow I'll be glory bound

Higher,
She can keep you loaded,
Feedin' you whiskey and wine
Fire,
The devil's on the phone, he laughs
And says you're doin' the just fine
In that big book of names I want to go down
In flames
Seein's how I'm goin' down

Oh well, it's been a good day in hell
And tomorrow I'll be glory bound

Truckin',
That's all that I've been doin'
Ev'ry girl's a fork in the road
Stuck in some sticky situations
Feelin' like I want to explode

All this gratification and sick conversation
Someone get me out of town
Oh well, it's been a good day in hell
And tomorrow I'll be glory bound

The Best of My Love

length: 4:35
producer: Glyn Johns
membranophone: Don Henley
lead vocals: Don Henley
engineer: Glyn Johns
bass: Randy Meisner
background vocals: Bernie Leadon, Randy Meisner and Glenn Frey
pedal steel guitar: Bernie Leadon
assistant engineer: Rod Thear
12 string guitar: Glenn Frey
writer: Don Henley, Glenn Frey, J.D. Souther
Every night I'm lyin' in bed
Holdin' you close in my dreams
Thinkin' about all the things that we said
And comin' apart at the seams
We try to talk it over
But the words come out too rough
I know you were tryin'
To give me the best of your love

Beautiful faces and loud empty places
Look at the way that we live
Wastin' our time on cheap talk and wine
Left us so little to give
That same old crowd
Was like a cold dark cloud
That we could never rise above
But here in my heart I give you the best of my love
Oh sweet darlin' you get the best of my love, oh
Sweet darlin', you get the best of my love

I'm goin' back in time
And it's a sweet dream
It was a quiet night
And I would be all right
If I could go on sleepin'
But every mornin'
I wake up and worry
What's gonna happen today
You see it your way
And I see it mine
But we both see it slippin' away
You know we always had each other baby
I guess that wasn't enough
Oh, but here in my heart
I give you the best of my love

Oh, sweet darlin'
You get the best of my love
Oh, sweet darlin'
You get the best of my love
Every night and day,
You get the best of my love
Oh, sweet darlin' you get the best of my love
Oh, sweet darlin' you get the best of my love