Sweet Amarillo

Well, the world's greatest wonder from what I can tell
 Is how a cowgirl like you could ever look my way
 I was blinded by glory with a half-written story
 And a song spilling out off of every page
 Sweet Amarillo, tears on my pillow
 You never will know how much I cried
 Sweet Amarillo, like the wind in the willow
 Damn this old cowboy for my foolish pride
 So I drifted on down from the iron ore range
 Across the wide Missouri, where the cool waters flow
 When I got to Topeka, I looked up your name
 But they said you rode off with the last rodeo
 Sweet Amarillo, tears on my pillow
 You never will know how much I cried
 Sweet Amarillo, like the wind in the willow
 Damn this old cowboy for my foolish pride
 Well, the thunders a-rumbling and the tumbleweed's tumbling
 And the rodeo clown's off painting their face
 I'm gunning the throttle for the Llano Estacado
 On a wild Appaloosa, I'm blowing your way
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 Down in old Amarillo, there's a light in the window
 Where a road-weary shadow drifts into the arms
 Of a long-distance lover, then they turn back the covers
 And dance the redowa 'til the light of the dawn
 Sweet Amarillo, tears on my pillow
 You never will know how much I cried
 Sweet Amarillo, like the wind in the willow
 Damn this old cowboy for my foolish pride
 Sweet Amarillo
 Sweet Amarillo