"Amarillo Sky" as written by John D. Rich, Kenny Alphin, Rodney Clawson and Bart Pursley....
He gets up before the dawn
Packs a lunch and a thermos full of coffee
It's another day in the dusty haze
Those burning rays are wearing 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
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
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."
Packs a lunch and a thermos full of coffee
It's another day in the dusty haze
Those burning rays are wearing 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
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
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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"The diesels worth the price of gold
It's the cheapest grain he's ever sold
But he's still holdin' on"
It is becoming very hard to make a living with the high cost of equipment and low price of crops but still they sweat and toil because its their way of life and they know no different. These people really are owed a debt by everyone. Without them, we wouldn't have our market fresh food at the grocery, the canned corn or even soybean oil. we would be a culture without food. And even though it is one of the toughest jobs in the world they stick with it. God bless....
“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.” Personally I can relate the most to this line. All he wants is to support his family and he finds the greatest joy when he is able to do that. He loves his family more than anything so when he is able to bring food to the table, that’s enough for him. Back to how I can relate. I ride horses, which probably makes you all think “money”. I’m not going to lie my parents have to work really hard in order for me to be able to ride and have a horse. When I get older, then I will have to work extremely hard to be able to ride and have a horse. But, like the farmer just wanting to support his family, I just want to be able to ride. I don’t care about a flashy life, instead, I’m the happiest person in the world when I’m on a horse, or even near one.