Goin' Down In Style Lyrics - Keen Robert Earl

I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast Hurricane 

I was blown down by tornadoes, washed up by the rain 

Well my pappy wasn't happy with me, he told me to go 

So I stole my daddy's Cadillac, and I headed down the road 

I had a grin from ear to ear with each and every mile 

I'm headed for the border man, I'm goin' down in style. 

Well I hit Corpus Christi, and the wind was at my back 

I drove them women crazy in my daddy's Cadillac 

I'd cruse them down the boulevard, treated them like queens 

I took them all the places that they wanted to been seen 

And when I had to leave them, I'd tell them with a smile 

I'm headed for the border, man I'm goin' down in style 

Well, you've got to take your chances if they ever come along 

Close your eyes and listen to that great big engine wind 

And it down really matter, whether you are right or wrong 

Cause when you cross the border yeah you leave this world behind 

I stomped down on the pedal, I set the cruise control 

Five hundred raging horses blew on by the state patrol 

Yeah, there sirens were screaming, Lord the lights were flashing red 

A dozen more were waiting at the road block up ahead 

I scattered them like chickens, I heard one of them cry 

"He's headin' for the border man, he's goin' down in style." 

Yeah when you cross the border you ain't ever coming back 

And there ain't no redemption when the cops are on your tail 

The closest thing to heaven, is the great big Cadillac 

The city lights of Houston, or the fiery gates of hell 

They nabbed me on the hill that overlooks the Rio Grande