| Song | Amarillo Sky |
| Artist | Jason Aldean |
| Album | Jason Aldean |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Big Kenny, Clawson, 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 burnin' rays are wearing down his body | |
| And diesel's worth the price of gold | |
| 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 whyBut please don't let my dream to run dryUnderneath, underneath this Amarillo sky" | |
| That hailstorm 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 | |
| And pulls the plow across the ground | |
| And sends up another prayer | |
| He says, "Lord, I never complain, I never ask whyBut please don't let my dream run dryUnderneath, 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 whyBut please don't let my dreams run dryUnderneath, underneath this Amarillo sky" | |
| Underneath this | |
| Amarillo sky |
| zuo qu : Big Kenny, Clawson, 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 burnin' rays are wearing down his body | |
| And diesel' s worth the price of gold | |
| 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 whyBut please don' t let my dream to run dryUnderneath, underneath this Amarillo sky" | |
| That hailstorm 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 | |
| And pulls the plow across the ground | |
| And sends up another prayer | |
| He says, " Lord, I never complain, I never ask whyBut please don' t let my dream run dryUnderneath, 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 whyBut please don' t let my dreams run dryUnderneath, underneath this Amarillo sky" | |
| Underneath this | |
| Amarillo sky |
| zuò qǔ : Big Kenny, Clawson, 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 burnin' rays are wearing down his body | |
| And diesel' s worth the price of gold | |
| 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 whyBut please don' t let my dream to run dryUnderneath, underneath this Amarillo sky" | |
| That hailstorm 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 | |
| And pulls the plow across the ground | |
| And sends up another prayer | |
| He says, " Lord, I never complain, I never ask whyBut please don' t let my dream run dryUnderneath, 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 whyBut please don' t let my dreams run dryUnderneath, underneath this Amarillo sky" | |
| Underneath this | |
| Amarillo sky |