Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Texas In My Rearview Mirror, artist - Mac Davis. Date of issue: 31.12.1983
Song language: English
Texas In My Rearview Mirror |
| I was just fifteen and outta control |
| Lost to James Dean and rock and roll |
| I knew down deep in my country soul |
| That I had to get away |
| Hollywood was a lady in red |
| Who danced in my dreams |
| As I tossed in bed |
| I knew I’d wind up |
| In jail or dead |
| If I had to stay |
| I thought happiness |
| Was Lubbock, Texas |
| In my rear view mirror |
| My momma kept calling me home |
| But I just did not want to hear her |
| And the vision was getting clearer |
| In my dreams |
| So I laid out one night in June |
| Stoned on the glow of the Texas moon |
| Humming an old Buddy Holly tune |
| Called Peggy Sue |
| With my favorite jeans |
| And a cheap guitar |
| I ran off chasing a distant star |
| If Buddy Holly could make it that far |
| I figured I could too |
| And I thought happiness |
| Was Lubbock, Texas |
| In my rear view mirror |
| My momma kept calling me home |
| But I just did not want to hear her |
| And the vision was getting clearer |
| In my dreams |
| But the Hollywood moon didn’t |
| Smile the same old smile |
| That I’d grown up with |
| The lady in red |
| Just wanted my last dime |
| And I cried myself to sleep at night |
| Too dumb to run, too scared to fight |
| And too proud to admit it at the time |
| So I got me some gigs on Saturday nights |
| Not much more than orchestrated fights |
| I’d come home drunk and I’d try to write |
| But the words came out wrong |
| Hell bent and bound for a wasted youth |
| Too much gin and not enough vermouth |
| And no one to teach me |
| How to seek the truth |
| Before I put it into song |
| I still thought happiness |
| Was Lubbock, Texas |
| In my rear view mirror |
| My momma kept calling me home |
| But I just could not, would not hear her |
| And the vision was getting clearer |
| In my dreams |
| Well, I thank God each and every day |
| For giving me the music and words to say |
| I’d-a never made it any other way |
| He was my only friend |
| Now I sleep a little better at night |
| When I look in the mirror |
| In the morning light |
| The man I see was both wrong and right |
| He’s going home again |
| I guess happiness was Lubbock, Texas |
| In my rear view mirror |
| But now happiness is Lubbock, Texas |
| Growing nearer and dearer |
| And the vision is getting clearer |
| In my dreams |
| And I think I finally know |
| Just what it means |
| And when I die you can bury me |
| In Lubbock, Texas, in my jeans |