THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BORDER
By Vince Mtz.

Every day I dodge the law, like a film by Peckinpah,
Still aim to deliver them all, to the other side
Weather, snow, sleet or rain, I'll relieve them of their pain,
Some might deem me insane, like I've gone awry.
But these folks they need more green, if you know what I mean,
If you've only seen the scene, then you know why.

The other side of the border,
The other side of the law,
While folks enjoy their quarters,
Others are behind the bars.

Every morning I get up, pour some cold brew in my cup,
Head to work, down at the local retail store.
All my regulars come in, browse through the bargain bin,
Then ask me, what I've got for them in store.
All the tourists and newbies, can't believe the things they're seeing,
Wall to wall and floor to floor goodies galore.
Every color, every strain, more diversity more gain,
If we can dream, the green can be so much more.

The other side of the border,
The other side of the law,
While folks enjoy their quarters,
Others are behind the bars.

Don't they grow about everywhere,
The founding fathers gardened theirs.
Harvest wheat and harvest grain,
But reefer makes a man insane.
Who's the one that makes the laws,
Builds the walls to keep them small.
Fifty miles and fifty years,
Keep them out we don't want them here.

Who's the one that makes the laws,
Builds the walls to keep them small.
Fifty miles and fifty years,
Keep them out we don't want them here.
Lock them up we don't want them here.
Keep it out we don't want it here.