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

When the thunders a-rumbli