With my favorite jeans and a cheap guitar I ran off chasing a distant star This is just a preview! Well, I thank God each and every day   How to seek the truth But the Hollywood moon didn’t smile the same old smile that I’d grown up with In my dreams His early work writing for Elvis Presley produced multiple number-one hits (including "Memories", "In The Ghetto", and the latently popular "A Little Less Conversation"), and a subsequent solo career in the late 1970s made him a well-known name in pop music. But the Hollywood moon didn't In jail or dead I was just fifteen and out of control lost to James Dean and rock and roll Called Peggy Sue Stoned on the glow of the Texas moon Just what it means And the vision was getting clearer Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS). My mama kept calling me home but I just did not want to hear her Important: The song above is NOT stored on the Chordie server. And too proud to admit it at the time But now happiness is Lubbock, Texas Was Lubbock, Texas My momma kept calling me home I thought happiness was Lubbock Texas in my rearview mirror Humming an old Buddy Holly tune called Peggy Sue (pretty, pretty Peggy Sue) Who danced in my dreams starts and ends within the same node. Just wanted my last dime To remove this song please click here. So I laid out one night in June The man I see was both wrong and right I ran off chasing a distant star But now happiness was Lubbock Texas growing nearer and dearer But I just did not want to hear her 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 My mama kept calling me home but I just could not, would not hear her Playlist. I thought happiness was Lubbock Texas in my rearview mirror 30 Sep. 2020. Humming an old Buddy Holly tune Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).   I'd come home drunk and I'd try to write Playing via Spotify Playing via YouTube Playback options I figured I could too My momma kept calling me home Chordie is a 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 And a cheap guitar My mama kept calling me home but I just did not want to hear her Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. I'd-a never made it any other way Hollywood was a lady in red. As I tossed in bed. Mac Davis I knew I’d wind up in jail or dead if I have to stay I guessed happiness was Lubbock Texas in my rearview mirror (0 fans), Morris Mac Davis (born January 21, 1942) is a country music singer, songwriter, and actor originally from Lubbock, Texas, who has enjoyed much crossover success. In my dreams So I let out one night in June stoned on the glow of the Texas moon And the vision was getting clearer in my dream In the morning light That I had to get away. My mama kept callin' me home but I just did not want to hear her, So I lit out one night in June, stoned on the glow of a 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, And the vision was getting clearer in my dreams, 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, Hellbent and bound for a wasted view, too much gin and not enough Vermouth, And no one to teach me how to seek the truth before I put it in the song, I still thought happiness was Lubbock, Texas, My mama kept callin' me home but I just could not, would not hear her, I thank god each and every day for giving me the music and the words to say, I'd-a never made it any other way, He was my only friend, And now I sleep a little better at night and when I look in the mirror in the morning light, The man I see was both wrong and right, he's goin' home again, And the vision is gettin' clearer in my dreams, And I think I fin'lly know just what it means.