West Texas
by Bill Callahan
From the album: My Days of 58
Duration: 04:51
Lyrics for West Texas
Must be the longitude or the latitude Of West Texas Really lifts a mood, shifts an attitude A true nexus I returned from the desert with a souvenir A head that was, oh, so clear And the road back was straight and flat And didn't interfere I think I'll cock my hat Next time I'm up at bat And aim for the junipers The junipers There's an interlude of certitude And gratitude that waits for you in West Texas A reassessment of the magnitude Gets me talking in platitudes In servitude to communal solitude In West Texas And the starry, starry, starry nights They make me say, "Dude, dude" Whosoever is delighted with solitude Is either a wild beast, a wild beast, a wild beast, or a God Bacon said that And the road back is straight and flat And doesn't interfere With love from West Texas Love from West Texas