Bob Dylan - Sweet Amarillo lyrics

Well the world's greatest wonder from what I can tell Is how a cowgirl like you could ever look my way I was blinded by glory with a half-written story And a song 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 from the Iron Ore Range Across the wide Missouri where the cool waters flow When I got to Topeka I looked up your name But they 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 willows Damn this old cowboy For my foolish pride Well the thunder's a-rumbling and the tumbleweed's tumbling And the rodeo clowns are painting their face I'm gunning the throttle for Ilano Estacado On a wild Appaloosa I'm blowing your way Down in Old Amarillo there's a light in the window Where a road weary shadow drifts into the arms Of a long distance lover then they turn back the covers And dance the Redova 'til the light of the dawn Sweet Amarillo Tears on my pillow You never will know How much I cried Sweet Amarillo Like the wind in the willows Damn this old cowboy For my foolish pride Sweet Amarillo Sweet Amarillo