Amarillo Sky

He gets up before the dawn

Packs a lunch and a thermos full of coffee

It's another day in the dusty haze

Those burnin' rays are wearing down his body

And diesel's worth the price of gold

It's the cheapest grain he's ever sold

But he's still holding on

He just takes the tractor another round

And pulls the plow across the ground

And sends up another prayer

He says, "Lord, I never complain, I never ask whyBut please don't let my dream to run dryUnderneath, underneath this Amarillo sky"

That hailstorm back in '83

Sure did take a toll on his family

But he stayed strong and carried on

Just like his dad and granddad did before him

On his knees, every night he prays"Please let my crops and children grow"'

Cause that's all he's ever known

He just takes the tractor another round

And pulls the plow across the ground

And sends up another prayer

He says, "Lord, I never complain, I never ask whyBut please don't let my dream run dryUnderneath, underneath this Amarillo sky"

And he takes the tractor another round

Another round, another round

And he takes the tractor another round

Another round

He says, "I never complain, I never ask whyBut please don't let my dreams run dryUnderneath, underneath this Amarillo sky"

Underneath this

Amarillo sky