West Texas Stars
@2005 Frank Gayer Martin

Just a month ago we left Waco
Thumbing our way to find work
Chasing combines at harvest time
And covered in West Texas dirt
Louis and me are brothers, you see
And we’re saving up all of our pay
And when the men go to town
We’ll be sticking around
Even though it’s Saturday

Tonight the bands play in Amarillo
You won’t find me in rowdy bars
And I’ll lay down on the panhandle
Beneath West Texas stars

If these fields were seas and we had sails
We could sail for days on end
But it’s sorghum and wheat as far you can see
Waving back and forth in the wind
Well, I worked all day beside Pedro
So I had lots of time just to dream
About a West Texas girl who spun my world
And promised her hand just to me

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When the silos are full we’ll head back to school
With money tucked in our shoes
And if Louis has plans, he won’t understand
I’ve got one thing left to do
There’s a turn I’ll take near Dumas
And my darling won’t be that far
And If my timing is right, 
I’ll make it by night
And we’ll walk beneath West Texas stars