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Going Down in Style  Pat Green

Wel[(E]l,I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast hurricane.
I was blowed down by a tornado, washed up by the rain.
Well, my p[A]appy wasn't happy with me. He told me to go.
So I s[E]tole my daddy's Cadilac, headed on down the road.
Well, I [B7)]had a grin from ear to ear with each and every mile.
I was he[A(1)]aded for the border, man, and I was [G(1)]goin' down in st[E]yle.
Well, [E]I hit Corpus Christi and the wind was at my back.
I drove them women crazy in my daddy's Cadilac.
Yeah, I'd c[A]ruise 'em down that boulevard, treated them like queens.
I t[E]ook 'em all the places that they wanted to be seen
And w[B7]hen I had to leave 'em, I'd tell 'em with a smile,
"I'm h[A(1)]eaded for the border, man, and I'm [G(1)]goin' down in s[E]tyle."
Well, you've go[A]tta take your chances if they ever come along.
Just cl[E]ose your eyes and listen to the great big engine whine.
And [A]it don't really matter whether you are right or wrong
Cause [B7]when you cross the border, man, you leave this world behind.
I st[E]omped down on the peddle, set the cruise control.
Five-hundred ragin' horses beyond by the state parol.
Lord, the s[A]irens were ascreamin', lights were flashin' red.
There's a d[E]ozen more awatin' at the roadblock up ahead.
As I sc[B7]attered them like chickens, I heard one of 'em cry,
"He's h[A(1)]eaded for the border, man, and he's [G(1)]goin' down in s[E]tyle."
[E] [A] [E] [B7] [A] [G] [E]  
Yeah, w[A]hen you cross the border, you ain't never comin' back.
Yeah, and t[E]here ain't no redemption when the cops are on your tail.
When the cl[A]osest thing to Heaven is a great big Cadilac,
The c[B7]ity lights of Houston, or the firey gates of Hell.
[E]Well, they nailed me on the hill that overlooks the Rio Grande.
And I was feelin' just like Moses lookin' on the Promised Land.
Well, they h[A]auled me back to Houston, throwed me in the jail.
Well, my m[E]ama started cryin' and my daddy paid the bail.
Well, I'm s[B7]orry not there to hear the outcome of my trial...
I'm h[A(1)]eaded for the border, man, and I'm [G(1)]goin' down in s[E]tyle[A].[E] [A] [E]

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