"West Texas" lyrics

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