Amarillo Highway
Well, I'm a high straight in Plainview
A side bet in Idalou
And a fresh deck in New Deal
Yeah, some call me high hand
Some call me low hand
But I'm holding what I am, the wheel
'Cause I'm panhandlin', man handlin'
Post holin', high rollin'
Dust bowlin' daddy
Well, I ain't got no blood veins
I just got them four lanes
Of hard Amarillo Highway
Well, I don't wear no Stetson
But I'm willin' to bet, son
That I'm a big a Texan as you are
There's a girl in her bare feet
Asleep on the back seat
And that trunk is full of shinin' bunk and Lone Star
'Cause I'm panhandlin', man handlin'
Post holin', high rollin'
Dust bowlin' daddy
Well, I ain't got no blood veins
I just got them four lanes
Of hard Amarillo Highway
Alright
Yeah, it's a long hard road
Gonna hop outta bed, pop a pill in my head
Yeah, bust the hub for the Golden Spread under blue skies
I'm gonna stuff my hide behind some power glide
And get some southern fried back in my eyes
'Cause I'm panhandlin', man handlin'
Post holin', high rollin'
Dust bowlin' daddy
And close I'll ever get to Heaven
Is makin' speed up on 87
Of that hard Amarillo Highway
Take her home, boys
It's a whole lotta nothin' out here
A side bet in Idalou
And a fresh deck in New Deal
Yeah, some call me high hand
Some call me low hand
But I'm holding what I am, the wheel
'Cause I'm panhandlin', man handlin'
Post holin', high rollin'
Dust bowlin' daddy
Well, I ain't got no blood veins
I just got them four lanes
Of hard Amarillo Highway
Well, I don't wear no Stetson
But I'm willin' to bet, son
That I'm a big a Texan as you are
There's a girl in her bare feet
Asleep on the back seat
And that trunk is full of shinin' bunk and Lone Star
'Cause I'm panhandlin', man handlin'
Post holin', high rollin'
Dust bowlin' daddy
Well, I ain't got no blood veins
I just got them four lanes
Of hard Amarillo Highway
Alright
Yeah, it's a long hard road
Gonna hop outta bed, pop a pill in my head
Yeah, bust the hub for the Golden Spread under blue skies
I'm gonna stuff my hide behind some power glide
And get some southern fried back in my eyes
'Cause I'm panhandlin', man handlin'
Post holin', high rollin'
Dust bowlin' daddy
And close I'll ever get to Heaven
Is makin' speed up on 87
Of that hard Amarillo Highway
Take her home, boys
It's a whole lotta nothin' out here
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Writer(s): Terry Allen
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