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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 pillowЎ­

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 pillowЎ­

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)

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 pillowЎ­

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 pillowЎ­

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)

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