Lyrics:

Well Duggan was a purebred hill country kicker
He loved to shoot his pistols
And he loved to drink his liquor
His daddy had long since given up on tryin´
To tame him
He knew he hated sweatin´ in the fields
He couldn´t blame him
But when his only son robbed the Chillicothe Flyer,
He guessed the days were numbered
Till he´d have to face the fire.

Well Duggan rode up to the house
His pa ran out to meet him
He said 'Son, why´d you do it?'
Duggan said 'I had my reasons'
His daddy told him, 'Boy, you´ve always been
So full of juice , but any day your neck
It will be hangin´ in a noose.'
Duggan winked and mounted, stirred his
Horse into a lather
He never looked back .... guess it really didn´t matter.

Bridge : It wasn´t too long till a team of Texas Ranger
Pounded on the door, man, faces
Filled with anger
Duggan´s papa opened up, said
'No need to shout,
I don´t know where he is
But I know what he´s all about.'

Chorus

He likes to dance out to the edge
He likes to cut to the chase
You see he´s never been one for reinin´ back
To a slow and steady pace
If you ask me where he´s bound
Well, boys, I just can´t respond
But from the look in his eyes
It´s safe bet he´s headed
To the border and beyond.

Well the moral of this tale
Is you can´t change a leopard´s spots
Don´t blame a man for failing to be
Something that he´s not
So girl, with that in mind
Won´t you step into the light
We´ll move jsut left of center
Till we finally get it right
Remember I´m a push it to the limit
Kind of guy
You may ask me how we´ll do it
But no need to ask me why.

2nd Chorus
I Like to dance out to the edge
I like to cut to the chase
You see I´ve never been one for reinin´ back
To a slow and steady pace
If you ask me where we´re bound
Well, honey, I just can´t respond
But from the look in your eyes
It´s safe bet we´re headed
To the border and beyond