In "Texas Tear," Hudson Westbrook plays a man reckoning with the slow damage his stubbornness and absence caused, admitting he never could say he was wrong. The woman he lost has stopped crying and left Texas entirely, choosing a place where bluebonnets don't grow, and her dry blue eyes show the grief is finished. The final Texas tear becomes the image of her last sorrow spent on him, while he stays behind, down bad and too late. It is a plain, aching confession that some goodbyes are earned.
Texas Tear Lyrics by Hudson Westbrook
Maybe it was my leavin’ all the time
Stubborn pride, hell, I don’t know
Maybe it’s the way I talked, the way I walked
The way I fought, and I never said I’s wrong
And maybe all she had was enough
‘Cause Lone Star heartbreak sure adds up
She won’t be hurtin’ no more, she’s lookin’ good walkin’ out the door
And smilin’ like her stormy skies have all disappeared
There ain’t a doubt she’s talkin’ sweet and turnin’ over some new leaf
She ought to be right next to me, she’s anywhere but here
It’s too late for that, I’m down bad
I guess she cried her last Texas tear
Maybe when it fell, she told herself
It’s time to pack it up and just go
She picked some other place, another state
Anywhere but where the bluebonnets grow
And she’s leanin’ into over me
With blue eyes as dry as the Lubbock heat
She won’t be hurtin’ no more, she’s lookin’ good walkin’ out the door
And smilin’ like her stormy skies have all disappeared
There ain’t a doubt she’s talkin’ sweet, and turnin’ over some new leaf
She ought to be right next to me, she’s anywhere but here
It’s too late for that, I’m down bad
I guess she cried her last Texas tear
She won’t be hurtin’ no more, lookin’ good walkin’ out the door
Smilin’ like her stormy skies have all disappeared
There ain’t a doubt she’s talkin’ sweet, and turnin’ over some new leaf
She ought to be right next to me, but she’s anywhere but here
It’s too late for that, I’m down bad
I guess she cried her last Texas tear
Her last Texas tear
Maybe it was my leavin’ all the time
Stubborn pride, hell, I don’t know
