In Your Black Maxima

In your black Maxima you flew out west

And left behind a lonely, longing friend;

This move for you is what you felt was best,

You knew that your friendship here would not end

But stretch across the solitary miles

Back to your lonely star here in Big D,

Where memories fresh always return smiles

And your lonely star accepts what will be.

But don’t think that your move is permanent

For you were born to achieve greater things,

And you can't live in weather inclement

Where it is as though they have clipped your wings.

So take care of business then hurry home

Because your lonely star can't be alone.

March 1993