Sweet Amarillo Songtext
von Old Crow Medicine Show
Sweet Amarillo Songtext
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
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
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
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
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