Fair To Midland - Amarillo Sleeps on My Pillow lyrics

rate me

Stay close if you wanna keep up

but don't get turned around.

Go ahead where the bulls are my friend

but oh, you're gonna get the whole.

Everybody's never having the guts

But God always gets the glory.

The West was won from a cheater with a gun

And I hope he never lives it down.

Yeah-e-e-ay-e-yeah!

Yeah-e-e-ay-e-yeah-e-yeah-ah!

Minced words from anonymous cowards

Fell down from kingdom come.

The threatened source of the sausage accords

And it's more than any guessing game.

Every attempt trying to get new vision

Rolls right in its way.

If I had to guess he's still making a mess,

Worse than any thunderstorm.

Whoa-o-e-oh-oo-oa!

Whoa-o-e-oh-oo-oa!

Don't turn, don't leave till we write it out.

Don't mince those limbs when he felt it out,

It's God-oh-e-yaw-e-od!

Someone looks for a clue somewhere at the edge.

Someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse,

It's God-oh-e-yaw-e-od!

Let's stall like a Neanderthal

and he can't make up his mind.

Not sorry if you've heard it before

Broken records wanna make a case.

The crop was made, it was spin into yarn

Our ears still opened up.

If fair attempts were a lottery ticket

you can bet I'd be rigidity.

Don't turn, don't leave till we write it out.

Don't mince those limbs when he felt it's wrong,

It's God-oh-e-yaw-e-od!

Someone looks for a clue somewhere at the edge.

Someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse,

It's God-oh-e-yaw-e-od!

Give God the message. (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

Give God the message. (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

Give God the message. (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

Give God- (Oh-oh-)

Oh-oh-ooew-oew.

Don't turn, don't leave till we write it out.

Don't mince those limbs when he felt it out,

It's God-oh-e-yaw-e-od!

Someone looks for a clue somewhere at the edge.

Someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse,

It's God-oh-e-yaw-e-od!

Yeah-e-e-ay-e-yeah-ah!

Yeah-e-e-ay-e-yeah-ah!