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Well,I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast hurricane. 
 
I was blowed down by a tornado, washed up by the rain. 
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Well, my pappy wasn&#039;t happy with me. He told me to go. 
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So I stole my daddy&#039;s Cadilac, headed on down the road. 
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Well, I had a grin from ear to ear with each and every mile. 
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I was headed for the border, man, and I was goin&#039; down in style. 
 

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Well, I hit Corpus Christi and the wind was at my back. 
 
I drove them women crazy in my daddy&#039;s Cadilac. 
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Yeah, I&#039;d cruise &#039;em down that boulevard, treated them like queens. 
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I took &#039;em all the places that they wanted to be seen 
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And when I had to leave &#039;em , I&#039;d tell &#039;em with a smile, 
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&quot;I&#039;m headed for the border, man, and I&#039;m goin&#039; down in style.&quot; 
 

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Well, you&#039;ve gotta take your chances if they ever come along. 
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Just close your eyes and listen to the great big engine whine. 
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And it don&#039;t really matter whether you are right or wrong 
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Cause when you cross the border, man, you leave this world behind. 
 

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I stomped down on the peddle, set the cruise control. 
  
Five-hundred ragin&#039; horses beyond by the state parol. 
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Lord, the sirens were ascreamin&#039;, lights were flashin&#039; red. 
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There&#039;s a dozen more awatin&#039; at the roadblock up ahead. 
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As I scattered them like chickens, I heard one of &#039;em cry, 
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&quot;He&#039;s headed for the border, man, and he&#039;s goin&#039; down in style.&quot; 
 
 
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Yeah, when you cross the border, you ain&#039;t never comin&#039; back. 
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Yeah, and there ain&#039;t no redemption when the cops are on your tail. 
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When the closest thing to Heaven is a great big Cadilac, 
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The city lights of Houston, or the firey gates of Hell. 
 
 
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Well, they nailed me on the hill that overlooks the Rio Grande. 
 
And I was feelin&#039; just like Moses lookin&#039; on the Promised Land. 
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Well, they hauled me back to Houston, throwed me in the jail. 
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Well, my mama started cryin&#039; and my daddy paid the bail. 
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Well, I&#039;m sorry not there to hear the outcome of my trial... 
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I&#039;m headed for the border, man, and I&#039;m goin&#039; down in style.