Texas In My Rear View 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