"Amarillo Highway" lyrics - 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
And some call me low hand
But I'm holdin' what I am... The Wheel

I'm panhandlin', man handlin'
Post holin', high rollin', dust bowlin'... daddy
An' I ain't got no blood in my veins
I just got them four lanes
Of hard... Amarillo Highway

I don't wear no Stetson
But I'm willin' to bet son
That I'm as 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 Pearl beer and Lone Star


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
An get some southern fried... back in my eyes


An' close I'll ever get to heaven
Is makin' speed up ol' 87
Of that hard Amarillo Highway