A hard-head full of gold-dust, and dreams so well designed;
Did you just forget about, the you, you left behind?
Said you'd make it, and you did, you always had that drive,
But in your eyes the sadness, still managed to survive.
I saw you in the tabloids, all changed from way back then,
So far from Limestone County and those who knew you when.
And such a long way from Mexia... Vickie Lynn---
Just like a wild bluebonnet, you bloomed and then were gone.
Looking back it seems so clear, how could we not have known.
I for one had sometimes hoped, that you might settle down,
Guess you never cared too much, for this old sleepy town.
People point and people judge, like they are without sin,
Oh everyone's a critic, it takes a real thick skin,
And it's a long way from Mexia... Vickie Lynn---
Despite the fame and fortune, your ruby smile revealed,
An ever-present emptiness that could not be concealed.
A Texas-doll too fragile, in pieces on a shelf,
No one could fix the countless cracks or save you from yourself.
I heard the news this evening, it hasn't quite sunk in...
Sweet release, may you find peace, Oh what a ride it's been...
And such a long way from Mexia... Vickie Lynn---
Oh it's a long way from Mexia...
Vickie Lynn---
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