Lyrics:
Amarillo Texas Version 2
By Ray Valdez
Leaving Albuquerque heading east on I-40
Heading out on a Monday
Cross the state line and I'm reading
In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town,
Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from all around.
And all the girls from there
old Tennessee credit for music
As they play it in that old Hillbilly way
Mister Red Foley came from Kentucky
Now, Ernest Tubb down in Texas, don't
Seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying, "This land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem."
I traveled through East Texas
Where
Old toy trains, little toy tracks
Little boy toys, comin' from a sack
Carried by a man dressed in white and red
Little boy don't you think it?s
head
The stars get red, and, oh, the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying somethin' stupid like, "I love you"
"I love you"
"I
Fire walkers feel no pain from the coals
Ruled by passion beyond their control
Vengeance is king in the zone of Red Vision
Sparks fly and tempers
And we're both feeling kinda wild tonight
You're the only cowboy in this place
If your up for a rodeo
I'll put a big Texas smile on your face
I said
read the signs that say I been to prison
Someone ought to warn him 'fore I knock him off his chair
'Cause my long hair just can't cover up my red
damn self
Washer full of cash dryer full of X pills
Red rag in my pocket same color my vette is
My no. 1 loner ass ain't from Texas
A quarter mill
read the signs that say I been to prison
Someone ought to warn him 'fore I knock him off his chair
'Cause my long hair just can't cover up my red
the chill
And he said he heard the angels singing 'Cabin on the Hill'
Through the springtime he was groaning 'The good times are past and gone'
By
In a little honky tonky village in Texas
There's a guy who plays the best piano by far
He can play piano any way that you like it
But the way he
by any other route
I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on
Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home
I made my bed, so here I lie
I'm
Old toy trains, little toy tracks
Little boy toys, comin' from a sack
Carried by a man dressed in white and red
Little boy don't you think it?s
some money in it for him
Hey, you remember that song by this guy from Texas
Whose name was Bobby Fuller?
I'll sing it for you it went like this
I
a soldier
Got 'em hopping over walls and climbing fences
Some of 'em John Travolta, stayin' alive by inches
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
Cops are
In a little honky-tonky village in Texas
There's a guy who plays the best piano by far
He can play piano any way that you like it
But the way he
satisfied
Come on Oklahoma borderline
If we roll all night
She'll be comin' into sight
Come on Oklahoma borderline
Well now I don't need no Texas girl
They're really rockin' in Boston
Pittsburg, PA
In the heart of Texas
And 'round Frisco Bay
Way over in St. Louis
Down in New Orleans
The cats
In a little honky-tonky village in Texas
There's a guy who plays the best piano by far
He can play piano any way that you like it
But the way he
My neighbor Carl, he lives next door
Pink flamingos on his porch
At night he teaches driving school
And he sits out by his plastic pool
He takes off
champagne cake
My home state of Texas
The sky there, the horses and dogs, but none of their laws
The shape of his eyes
The shape of his nose
The cute
Black cobwebs
A sweet burnt out face
The smell of cigarettes
Tequila lips that taste like gold
Texas gold
Texas gold
Texas gold
Caught me by surprise
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