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Two eighty seven, North bound out of Amarillo

The rain is pouring down and beating on my window

I've got to get home to the mountains, and I will if the Lord's a-willing

Two eighty seven, Northbound out of Amarillo

Well, I left home about a week ago, chasing that Texas sun

The promise of a new day, new beginnings had begun

But the clouds rolled in and the rain fell down like tears right out of Heaven

Now here I am, fighting the wind on two eighty seven

Two eighty seven, North bound out of Amarillo

The rain is pouring down and beating on my window

I've got to get home to the mountains, and I will if the Lord's a-willing

Two eighty seven, Northbound out of Amarillo

I'm heading out of Childress, trying to make up time

Got me a gas station coffee, heading down the line

Man, there ain't no doubt about it, good living is hard to find

There ain't no shorter way to Mountain Daylight Time

Two eighty seven, North bound out of Amarillo

The rain is pouring down and beating on my window

I've got to get home to the mountains, and I will if the Lord's a-willing

Two eighty seven, Northbound out of Amarillo

I said, two eighty seven, Northbound out of Amarillo