He gets up before the dawn
Packs a lunch and a thermos full of coffee
It's another day in the dusty haze
Those burnin' rays are wearing down his body
And diesel's worth the price of gold
And 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 prayer
He says Lord I never complain I never ask why
But please don't let my dream 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 grandad 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
But please don't let my dream run dry
Underneath, underneath this Amarillo sky
"Amarillo Sky" (Jason Aldean)
Been listening a lot to this song since coming to the USA last year. I find the lyrics to be simple but the message behind deeply moving. How many times have I longed for a simpler life, how many times have I wished my heart could be more at ease. The inference from the song hits me so hard sometimes, it hurts.
Clearly, the powers that be have decided on a much more complicated life for me.