What you get is what you see
   With a small town home grown boy like me
   My father's father's blood runs deep as his dreams that I still hold dear
  
   And hard days work- yeah, it gives me pride
   And my words are the fuel for the fire inside
   Of the heart that she outgrew like this town here
  
   Well, if you see my girl in Austin,
   Tell her I miss what we lost when
   she walked out the door to return no more
   to the life that she belongs
   and if she's there in Amarillo
   'Bout that note beneath my pillow?
   Why'd I have to read what I could not see about my ways that rubbed her wrong
   when she was goin', goin', gone?
  
   A heartland girl with uptown eyes
   My old fashioned views missed her disguise
   I'd have never guessed she'd have pawned our love for a pair of walking shoes
   Well, I hope those big plans all work out
   And she makes her name- but I have no doubt
   She'll one day see what it's all about
   Is this life she swore to lose
  
   Well, if you see my girl in Austin,
   Tell her I miss what we lost when
   she walked out the door to return no more
   to the life that she belongs
   and if she's there in Amarillo
   'Bout that note beneath my pillow?
   Why'd I have to read what I could not see about my ways that rubbed her wrong
   when she was goin', goin', gone?
  
   (Repeat)