Amarillo Sleeps On My Pillow

stay close if you wanna keep up
but don't dare turn around
go ahead, find a bull's-eye my friend
but know you're gonna get the horn

a yellow belly's never havin' the 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

minced words from anonymous cowards
fell down from kingdom come
the threatened source of this obstacle course
had us cornered in a guessing game

every attempt turned a kettle of fish
and loves making its waves
if i had to guess, he's still makin' a mess
worse than any thunderstorm

no one turned over leaves
no one's branching out
no one wen
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