The mountains are waiting,
full moon’s come.
I got lost on my ways,
but don’t ask me where I’ll be
or what I’ve done.
Oh, Lord, send transmission,
forgive me for what I’ve become.
The sun has come to save me,
put a little love into my… lonely soul.
The sun has come to save me,
put a little love into my… lonely soul.
(Don’t you know I need her loving you?
It’s no desire…)
(emmylou harris/rodney crowell)
My baby never was the cheatin’ kind
But it wasn’t ‘cause the ladies didn’t try
Now everywhere we go
They’re walkin’ ‘round him slow
Givin’ him a flutter and a sigh
Now i got him past that redhead in atlanta
Lord i walked all over that black-eyed cajun queen
But outside of amarillo, he found his thrill, i’ll tell you
Oh, i lost him to a jukebox and a pinball machine
Oh amarillo what’d you want my baby for
Oh amarillo now he won’t come home no more
You done played a trick on me
Hooked him in the first degree
While he put another quarter
Push dolly and then porter
While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine
If we only hadn’t stopped in there for coffee
If someone hadn’t played the window up above
He’d still be mine today
But he heard those fiddles play
One look and then i knew this must be love
Oh that pinball machine was in the corner
Well he saw the lights and he had to hear ‘em ring
And he never was the same after he won his first free game
Oh i lost him to a jukebox and a pinball machine
Oh amarillo what’d you want my baby for
Oh amarillo now he won’t come home no more
You done played a trick on me
Hooked him in the first degree
While he put another quarter
Push dolly and then porter
While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine
Oh amarillo what’d you want my baby for
Oh amarillo now he won’t come home no more
You done played a trick on me
Hooked him in the first degree
While he put another quarter
Push dolly and then porter
While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine
The time has come
You’re really leavin’
You always told me that
you wanted to
I guess I never thought
It would happen
I guess I never really wanted it to
The world is calling you and
You must answer
But you can take me with you
In your dreams
If you ever get to back to Amarillo
In a shiny new car or
Worn out shoes
If you ever get back to Amarillo
I’ll be waitin’ for you
Your sister told me you were workin’
At some office out in Tinsel Town
Don’t forget bout those who love
They’ll be there for you if you get down
I believe in you and all you’re after
I hope you end up where you want to be
If you ever get to back to Amarillo
In a shiny new car or
Worn out shoes
If you ever get back to Amarillo
I’ll be waitin’ for you
Thirty years now have gone by quickly
I still think of you from time to time
My wife died early, I’ve got children
I’m happy and My health is fine
I often wondered if you found your freedom
I sometimes wonder if should have gone
If you ever get to back to Amarillo
In a shiny new car or
Worn out shoes
If you ever get back to Amarillo
I’ll be waitin’ for you
