Lyric Swingin

Well, she was standing by the highway
In her boots and silver spurs
Gonna hitchhike to the yellow moon
When a Cadillac stopped for her
And she said, "Hey, nice to meet you, are you goin my way?"
Yeah, that s when it happened
The world caught fire that day

And she went down swingin
Yeah, she went down swingin

Well, she was over twenty-one
In trouble with the law
And it didn t faze her none
She called her mother-in-law
And said I need a little money
I knew I could count on you
After that night in Vegas
And the hell that we went through

We went down swingin
Like Benny Goodman
Yeah, we went down swingin

Moonlight on the interstate
She was cross the Georgia line
Looked out the window feeling great
Yeah, it had to come in time
And she said I m never goin back
She said at last I m free
I wish ma could see me now, she d be so proud of me

She went down swingin
Like Glenn Miller
Yeah, she went down swingin
Like Tommy Dorsey
Yeah, she went down swingin
Like Sammy Davis
She went down swingin
Like Sonny Liston