Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' Down in Style

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

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

Well, you've got to take your chances if they ever come
Close your eyes and listen to that great big wind
And it down really matter whether you are or wrong
'Cause when you cross the border, yeah, you leave this world

I stomped down on the pedal, I set the control
hundred raging horses blew on by the state patrol
Yeah, sirens were screaming, Lord, the lights were flashing red
A dozen were waiting at the road block up ahead
I scattered them like chickens, I one of them cry
"He's headin' for the man, he's goin' down in style"

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

I'm feeling just like Moses at the promise land
They hauled me back to Houston, threw me into jail
My momma started crying when my daddy 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