(All aboard this train)
(Headed for points northwest)
(You can almost hear the whistle boys)
(There she is coming around that old curve now)
(Look at that old black smoke, Tommy)
(Let's get in this here empty gondola here)
(You're not waiting on me boy)
(Look out Amarillo)
A lonely spot I know where no man will go
Where the shadows have all the run
I was riding free on that old S-P
Humming a southern tune
When a man came along, made me hush my song
Kicked me off, away out there
As she pulled out of sight, I turned to the right
The left and everywhere
All I could see was a cactus tree
Prairie dog playing there
I watched the prairie dog eat on the tumbleweed
That's his home, away out there
(Heee-he-de-de-de-do-hoo-hey-hee-de-de)
(Heee-hooo-de-de-de-do-hoo-hey-hee-de-de)
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(Stay with her boys, stay with her)
(Yes sir)
(Now, Tommy, stick your head out the window boy)
(And watch them old rattlers roll)
(Swing-a-ding it)
(Making time)
Then I threw down my load in that desert road
Rested my weary legs too
Watched the sinking sun make the tall shadows run
Across that barren plain
Then I hummed the tune to the rising moon
He'd get lonesome, away out there
Then I'd close my eyes to the starlit skies
Lost myself in dream
Dreamed the desert sand was a milk and honey land
Then I woke up with the dawn
There's a train coming back on that one way track
Gonna take me away from here
(Heee-he-de-de-de-do-hoo-hey-hee-de-de)
(Heee-hooo-de-de-de-do-hoo-hey-hee-de-de)
(All out for good old Amarillo)
(The land of good looking women)
(Been only one hundred and one)
(Born in the past forty years in Amarillo)
(We've buried her in a party, twenty-miles below town)
(Now ladies, don't forget your Amarillo, packages, and babies)
(All out for Amarillo)
(Yes)