Mac Davis - Texas in my rearview mirror

I was ^Djust 15 and ^Aout of control, ^Glost to James Dean and ^Bmrock and roll I ^Gknew down deep in my ^Dcountry soul that I^A had to get away ^DHollywood was a ^Alady in red that ^Gdanced in my dreams as I ^Bmtossed in bed I ^Gknew I'd wind up in ^Djail or dead ^Aif I have to ^Dstay

And I thought ^Ghappiness was Lubbock, ^ATexas In my rearview ^Dmirror My ^Gmama kept callin' me ^Ahome but I just ^Ddid no^D/C#t want t^Bmo hear h^Bm/Aer And the ^Gvision was getting ^E7clearer in my ^A7dre^Asus4ams

So ^DI lit out one ^Anight in June, ^Gstoned on the glow of a ^BmTexas moon ^GHummin' an old Buddy ^DHolly tune called P^Aeggy Sue With my ^Dfavorite jeans and a ^Acheap guitar, I ^Gran off chasin' a ^Bmdistant star If ^GBuddy Holly could ^Dmake it that ^Afar, I figured ^DI could too

And I thought ^Ghappiness was Lubbock, ^ATexas In my rearview ^Dmirror My ^Gmama kept callin' me ^Ahome but I just ^Ddid no^D/C#t want t^Bmo hear h^Bm/Aer And the ^Gvision was getting ^E7clearer in my ^A7dre^Asus4ams

But the ^BmHollywood moon didn't smile the same old ^F#msmile that I'd grown up with The ^Bmlady in red just ^F#mwanted my last ^E7dime And I ^Dcried myself to ^D/C#sleep at night, ^D/Btoo dumb to run, too ^D/Ascared to fight And ^Gtoo proud to ^E7admit it at the ^Atime

So I ^Dgot me some gigs on ^ASaturday nights, ^Gnot much more than orche^Bmstrated fights I'd ^Gcome home drunk and I'd ^Dtry to write but the ^Awords came out wrong ^DHellbent and bound for a ^Awasted youth, ^Gtoo much gin and not e^Bmnough Vermouth And ^Gno one to teach me how to ^Dseek the truth before I ^Aput it in the ^Dsong

And I thought ^Ghappiness was Lubbock, ^ATexas In my rearview ^Dmirror My ^Gmama kept callin' me ^Ahome but I just ^Dcould ^D/C#not, wou^Bmld not h^Bm/Aear her And the ^Gvision was getting ^E7clearer in my ^A7dre^Asus4ams

^DI thank god each and ^Aevery day for ^Ggiving me the music and the ^Bmwords to say ^GI'd-a never made it any ^Dother way, He was my o^Anly friend And ^Dnow I sleep a little ^Abetter at night and when I ^Glook in the mirror in the ^Bmmorning light The ^Gman I see was both ^Dwrong and right, he's ^Agoin' home aga^Din

I guess ^Ghappiness was Lubbock, ^ATexas In my rearview ^Dmirror But now ^Ghappiness is Lubbock, ^ATexas Growin' ^Dnearer^D/C# and dea^Bmrer ^Bm/A And the ^Gvision is gettin' c^E7learer in my d^A7rea^Asus4ms And I th^Gink I fin'lly know ^E7just what it m^A7ean^Asus4s And when I ^Gdie, you can ^E7bury me in Lubbock, ^A7Texas…in my ^Djeans