Fair To Midland - Amarillo Sleeps on My Pillow | Текст песни

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• Fair To Midland
• Amarillo Sleeps on My Pillow

Stay close if you wanna keep up
but don't dare turn around.
Go ahead for the bullseye my friend
but oh, you're gonna get the horns.
Yellow belly's never have any guts
But, God how he gets the glory.
The West was won from a cheater with a gun
And I hope he never lives it down.

Yeah-e-e-ay-e-yeah!
Yeah-e-e-ay-e-yeah-e-yeah-ah!

Minced words from anonymous cowards
Fell down from kingdom come.
The threatened source of the obstacle course
And it's more than any guessing game.
Every attempt turned a kettle of fish
and loves making its waves.
If I had to guess he's still making a mess,
Worse than any thunderstorm.

Whoa-o-e-oh-oo-oa!
Whoa-o-e-oh-oo-oa!

No one turned over leaves, no one's branching out
No one went on a limb when he belted out
Get Gone!
Someone looked for a clue, someone got the axe
someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse,
Get Gone!

Let's stall like a Neanderthal
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Not sure if you've heard it before
Broken records wanna make a case.

The crop was made, it was spin into yarn
Our ears still opened up.
If fair attempts were a lottery ticket
you can bet I'd be raking it in.

No one turned over leaves, no one's branching out
No one went on a limb when he belted out
Get Gone!
Someone looked for a clue, someone got the axe
someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse,
Get Gone!

Get gone I said. (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Get gone I said. (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Get gone I said. (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Get Gone- (Oh-oh-)
Oh-oh-ooew-oew.

No one turned over leaves, no one's branching out
No one went on a limb when he belted out
Get Gone!
Someone looked for a clue, someone got the axe
someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse,
Get Gone!

Yeah-e-e-ay-e-yeah-ah!
Yeah-e-e-ay-e-yeah-ah!