Amarillo Sky - Graham Blvd

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 wearin' down his body

The diesel’s worth the price of gold

It’s the cheapest grain he’s ever sold

But he’s still holdin' 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?'

Please don’t let my dreams run dry

Underneath, underneath this Amarillo Sky»

That hail storm 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?'

Please don’t let my dreams run dry

Underneath, underneath this Amarillo Sky»

And he takes the tractor another round.

(Another round)

Another round (Another round), another round

And he takes the tractor another round, another round

He says, «I never complain, I never ask 'Why?'

Please don’t let my dreams run dry

Underneath, underneath this Amarillo Sky»

«Underneath this Amarillo Sky»