I still remember, it was autumn and the moon was shinin'nOur '60 Cadillac was roarin' thru Nebraska whinin'nDoing a hundred-twenty, man, the fields was bendin' overnHeadin' out for the mountains knowin' we was travelin' furthernAll our fires were blazin' and the spinning wheels were turnin' turnin'nHad my girl beside me brother brother, she was burnin' burnin'nnI walked up at this Baptist preachin' Southern funky school teachernShe had a line on something heavy but we couldn't reach hernWe told her that we needed something that would get us goin'nShe pulled out all she had and laid it on the counter showin'nAll I had to do was lay my money down and pick it upnThe cops came bustin' in and then we lit out in a pick-up trucknnAnd gonGet out of Denver, better go gonGet out of Denver, better gonGet out of Denver, better go gonGet out of Denvern'Cause you look just like a Commie, and you might just be a member, betternGet out of Denver, betternGet out of DenvernnWell, the lights were flashin' and the sirens were a-screamin' screamin'nWe had to pinch each other just to see if we was dreamin'nMade it to Loveland Pass in under less than half an hournLord, it started drizzlin' and it turned into a thunder showernnThe rain was drivin' but the Caddy kept on burnin' rubbernWe kept on drivin' till we ran into some fog covernWe couldn't see a thing, but somehow we just kept on goin'nWe kept on drivin' all night long and then into the mornin'nFog, it finally lifted, when we looked to see where we was atnWe were starin' at a Colorado State Policeman Trooper catnnAnd gonGet out of Denver, better go gonGet out of Denver, better gonGet out of Denver, better go gonGet out of Denvern'Cause you look just like a Commie, and you might just be a member, betternGet out of Denver, betternGet out of DenvernnBetter go gonGet out of Denver, better go gonGet out of Denver, better gonGet out of Denver, better go go nGet out of Denvern'Cause you look just like a Commie, and you might just be a member, betternGet out of Denver, better go!