Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' Down in Style

I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast
I was down by tornadoes, washed up by the rain
Well my wasn't happy with me, he told me to go
So I stole my daddy's Cadillac, and I headed down the
I had a grin from ear to ear each and every mile
I'm headed for the border man, I'm down in style.

Well I hit Christi, and the wind was at my back
I drove them women crazy in my daddy's
I'd cruse them down the boulevard, treated like queens
I took them all the places they wanted to been seen
And when I had to leave them, I'd tell them a smile
I'm headed for the border, man I'm goin' in style

Well, you've got to take your if they ever come along
your eyes and listen to that great big engine wind
And it down really matter, you are right or wrong
Cause when you the border yeah you leave this world behind
I stomped on the pedal, I set the cruise control
Five hundred raging horses blew on by the state
Yeah, there sirens were screaming, Lord the lights were red
A dozen more were waiting at the road up ahead
I scattered like chickens, I heard one of them cry
"He's headin' for the border man, he's goin' in style."

Yeah when you cross the border you ain't ever back
And there ain't no redemption when the cops are on your
The thing to heaven, is the great big Cadillac
The lights of Houston, or the fiery gates of hell
They nabbed me on the hill that overlooks the Rio

I'm feeling just like Moses looking at the promise
hauled me back to Houston, they threw me into jail
My momma started when my daddy paid the bail
I'm sorry I'm not to hear the outcome of my trial
I'm headed for the border man, I'm goin' in style