How Tex Met Lizzie

Photo by RP Thomas

Tex’s Guitar

Tex played

his old Yamaha

now and again.

For ten years he’d

been a country

musician working

out of Midland;

roadhouses mainly,

playing Waylon and

Willie covers, with

some early Merle and

Earle thrown in.

That old guitar had

saved his life, he

told Lizzie Delay

the night he met

her in a juke joint

outside San Antone.

He was alone on the

bandstand when Lizzie

touched his hand; as

he picked the notes

of a George Jones song

Lizzie began to sing along,

and damn if she didn’t

sound a whole lot like

Loretta Lynn.

The next day Lizzie

joined the tour—this

was back in ’04, when

Lizzie was 25,

and Tex felt lucky

just to be alive.


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