Mark Knopfler - Border Reiver

Southern-bound from Glasgow town, she's shining in the sun My Scotstoun lassie, on the border run We're whistling down the hillsides and tearing up the climbs I'm just a thiever, stealing time in the Border Reiver Three hundred thousand on the clock and plenty more to go Crash box and lever, she needs the heel-and-toe She's not too cold in winter, but she cooks me in the heat I'm a six-foot driver, but you can adjust the seat in the Border Reiver Sure as the sunrise, that's what they say about the Albion Sure as the sunrise, that's what they say about the Albion She's an Albion, she's an Albion The ministry don't worry me, my paperwork's alright They can't touch me, I got my sleep last night It's knockin' out a living wage in 1969 I'm just a thiever, stealing time in the Border Reiver Sure as the sunrise, that's what they say about the Albion Sure as the sunrise, that's what they say about the Albion She's an Albion, she's an Albion