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 why
But please don't let my dream to run dry
Underneath, 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 why
But please don't let my dream run dry
Underneath, 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 why
But please don't let my dreams run dry
Underneath, underneath this Amarillo sky"
Underneath this Amarillo sky
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 why
But please don't let my dream to run dry
Underneath, 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 why
But please don't let my dream run dry
Underneath, 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 why
But please don't let my dreams run dry
Underneath, underneath this Amarillo sky"
Underneath this Amarillo sky
Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Clawson, John Rich, Kenny Alphin, Bart Persley
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