Sweet Amarillo - Old Crow Medicine Show

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 old 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 the wild appaloosa I'm blowing your way

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 redova '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