He gets up before the dawn;

Packs a lunch an' a thermos full of coffee

It's another day in the dusty haze;

Those burnin' rays are wearin' down his body

The diesels 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

An' 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

An' 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 "

An' he takes the tractor another round

Another round Another round )

Another round

An' 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 "