He gets up before the dawn packs a lunch and a thermos full of coffee another day in the dusty Hays
there's a burning rays wearing down his body
diesel is 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 prair
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 tole on his family
but he stayed strong and carried on just like his dad and grand dad 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 prair
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
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

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