Whelp. It is 2020 and the hits just keep on coming. Davis died last week after heart surgery and will be laid to rest today.
Not that I am a fan with a deep and broad knowledge of Mac Davis’ body of work. Outside of It’s Hard to be Humble (which I didn’t realize was his song until many, many years after discovering it), my Mac Davis fandom starts and ends with Texas in my Rear View Mirror.
But Texas in my Rear View Mirror is one of the most finely crafted country songs ever written, so it’ll go a long way. (I do still need to watch North Dallas Forty.)
I thought about Texas in my Rear View Mirror a lot thinking about coming home. It is one of the great country songs about coming home, and country is full of em.
Texas in my Rear View Mirror is largely autobiographical, and Mac Davis’ experience is different than mine. I never really wanted to leave, it was just that opportunity kept pulling me further away. Although that part about winding up in jail or dead might have been true.
Mac Davis must have had an easier time being humble than he let on, though. Texas in my Rear View Mirror underplays his success considerably. He wrote songs for Elvis. He had a variety show. He acted in movies, and not just North Dallas Forty. He had a recording career of his own, with more hits than It’s Hard to be Humble and Texas in my Rear View Mirror.
In the end, though, he figured out that professional success can never replace home and family. And, true to the song, he will be buried in Lubbock in his jeans.