Amarillo sky

He gets up before the dawn
Packs a lunch and a thermos full of coffee
Its another day in the dusty haze
Those burnin rays are wearing down his body
And diesels worth the price of gold
Its the cheapest grain hes ever sold
But hes 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 dont 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 thats all hes 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 dont 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 dont let my dreams run dryUnderneath, underneath this Amarillo sky'
Underneath this
Amarillo sky