This weekly series
will include as many of my all-time favorite tunes as I can get my grubby
little hands on (so to speak). Now, each
one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit
only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered. For I just cannot bring myself to rate some
higher than others. So, this will not be
a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t
matter. Besides, with no countdown, this
could go on forever and ever! Oh, and
despite the fact that there is absolutely no way that your musical tastes can
be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions that you might dare to make. I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.
Link: [Mac Davis]
Texas in My
Rearview Mirror
Mac Davis
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
callin’ 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
Hummin’ an old
Buddy Holly tune
Called Peggy Sue
With my favorite
jeans
And a cheap guitar
I ran off chasin’ 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
callin’ 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
callin’ me home
But I just could
not
Would not hear her
And the vision was gettin’
clearer
In my dreams
Well I thank God
Each and every day
For givin’ me the
music
And the 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 mornin’
light
The man I see
Was both wrong and
right
He's goin’ home
again
I guess
Happiness was
Lubbock, Texas
In my rear view
mirror
But now
Happiness is
Lubbock Texas
Growin’
Nearer
And dearer
And the vision is gettin’
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
Link: [George Strait]
Amarillo By Morning
George Strait
Amarillo by mornin'
Up from San Antone
Everything that
I've got
Is just what I've
got on
When that sun is
high
In that Texas sky
I'll be buckin' at
the county fair
Amarillo by mornin'
Amarillo
I'll be there
They took my saddle
in Houston
Broke my leg in
Santa Fe
Lost my wife and a
girlfriend
Somewhere along the
way
But I'll be lookin’
for eight
When they pull that
gate
And I hope that judge
Ain't blind
Amarillo by mornin'
Amarillo’s on my
mind
Amarillo by mornin'
Up from San Antone
Everything that
I've got
Is just what I've
got on
I ain't got a dime
But what I've got
is mine
I ain't rich
But Lord
I'm free
Amarillo by mornin'
Amarillo's where
I'll be
Amarillo by mornin'
Amarillo's where
I'll be
Lyrics From:
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