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"
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 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"
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 Underneath this Amarillo sky