Lyrics Terry - James McMurtry
McMurtry
Terry's
off
the
track
Sent
him
away
and
he
won't
be
back
for
a
while
Fifteen
years
old
One
night
he
lost
control
Straight
shots
Staggered
out
to
the
parking
lot
Someone
called
him
names
He
was
in
no
mood
for
games
He
was
irate
Courtin'
fate
It
all
went
off
in
the
blink
of
an
eye
There's
no
turnin
back
or
questioning
why
It
was
the
heat
of
the
moment
Flash
in
the
pan
Blood
on
the
gravel
and
a
long
neck
in
his
hand
Terry's
off
the
track
Been
gone
two
years
and
he
ain't
been
back
a
time
Sent
him
to
a
school
Pays
attention
and
he
minds
the
rules
And
he
makes
no
fuss
Says
he
misses
us
Plays
his
guitar
low
In
his
room
'neath
a
sixty-watt
glow
Till
the
counselor
shouts,
"Lights
out."
Then
it
all
comes
back
Ringin
in
his
ear
My
God
boy,
whatcha
doin'
in
here?
It
was
the
heat
of
the
moment
A
flash
in
the
pan
Never
shoulda
happened
And
you
know
it
never
will
again
Terry's
off
the
track
Someday
he'll
be
comin'
back,
they
say
His
hometown
looks
the
same
Same
old
streets
and
the
same
old
games
to
play
Must
be
a
dream
Eleven
months
he
turns
eighteen
And
he's
outta
there
But
he
won't
leave
the
walls
behind
They're
gonna
stay
with
him
a
good
long
time
In
the
heat
of
the
moment
Any
old
day
It
don't
take
a
second
to
throw
it
all
away
Terry's
off
the
track
Sent
him
away
and
he
won't
be
back
for
a
while
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