Текст Robert Earl Keen – Amarillo Highway

I’m a high straight in Plainview
A side bet in Idalou
An’ a fresh deck in New Deal
Yeah some call me high hand

I don’t wear no Stetson
But I’m willin’ to bet son
That I’m big a Texan as you are
There’s a girl in her bare feet
Asleep on the back seat
And that trunk’s full of Pear beer and Lone Star

‘Cause I’m panhandlin’ manhanlin’
Post holin’ high rollin’ dust bowlin’ Daddy
I ain’t got no blood in my veins
I just got them four lanes
Of hard Amarillo Highway

Gonna hop outta bed
Pop a pill in my head
Bust the hub for the Golden Spread
Under Blue Skies
Gonna stuff my hide
Behind some Power Glide
Get some southern friend
Back in my hide

‘Cause I’m panhandlin’ manhanlin’
Post holin’ high rollin’ dust bowlin’ Daddy
I ain’t got no blood in my veins
I just got them four lanes
Of hard Amarillo Highway

As close as I’ll ever get to Heaven
Is makin’ speed up old eighty-seven
Of that hard Amarillo Highway