Well the world's greatest wonder from what I can tell Is how a cowgirl like you could ever look my way I was planted by glory with a half written story Songs spilling out off of every page
Sweet amarillo Tears on my pillow You never will know how much I cried Sweet amarillo Like the wind in the willow Damn this old cowboy for my foolish pride
So I drifted on down iron old range Across the wide missouri, where the cool waters flow When I got to topeka, I looked up your name It said you rode off with the last rodeo
Sweet amarillo Tears on my pillow You never will know how much I cried Sweet amarillo Like the wind in the willow Damn this old cowboy for my foolish pride
