Internet Girls Yaking Yaks

"Watching airplanes"

Sitting out here on the hood of this truck looking up

At a caramel colored sunset sky

Checking my watch doing the math in my head

Counting back words to when you said goodbye

Well those runway lights are getting brighter

I'm just sitting out here watching airplanes take off and fly

Trying to figure out which one you might be on

And why you don't love me anymore

Right now i'm sitting out here watching airplanes

I would've lied could've cried should've tried harder

Done anything to make you stay

I wonder what you'd do if you looked out your window

You saw me running down the runway just like i was crazy

But that fence is too high so am i

So i'm just sitting out here watching airplanes take off and fly

Trying to figure out which one you might be on

And why you don't love me anymore

Right now i know you're thirty thousand feet above me

But a million miles away a million miles away

By now i know i outta act like you don't love me

But i'm just sitting out here watching airplanes take off and fly

I'm just sitting out here watching airplanes take off and fly

Trying to figure out which one you might be on

And why you don't love me anymore

Yeah i'm just sitting out here watching airplanes go by by by

I'm just sitting out here watching airplanes baby bye bye bye bye bye

Yeah i'm just sitting out here watching airplanes

"Amarillo Sky"

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."

[Instrumental Break]

An' he takes the tractor another round. (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.