Jason Aldean - Amarillo Sky

And he takes the tractor another round, another round, another round

Please don't let my dreams run dry

He prays, "please let my crops and children grow."

Underneath, underneath this Amarillo sky." Please don't let my dreams run dry

Packs a lunch and a thermos full of coffee

He just takes the tractor another round

The diesel's worth the price of gold

That hail storm back in '83

Underneath, underneath this Amarillo sky

Underneath this Amarillo Sky."

Please don't let my dreams run dry

And sends up another prayer

He says, "Lord, I never complain, I never ask why

He just takes the tractor another round

And pulls the plow across the ground

Underneath, underneath this Amarillo sky."

Underneath, underneath this Amarillo sky." Please don't let my dreams run dry

It's the cheapest grain he's ever sold

He gets up before the dawn

Sure did take a toll on his family

He stayed strong and carried on

Just like his dad and granddad did before him

'Cause that's all he's ever known

And pulls the plow across the ground

He says, "Lord, I never complain, I never ask why