Story Behind The Song
True story of falling in love with my wife.
Song Description
Young love blossoms in the cold winter months in Amarillo, Texas. Lovers frolic in icy cold end up at their small house. Time passes and and old lover remembers.
| Song Length |
3:56 |
Genre |
Folk - Country, Country - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Pleasant, Peaceful |
Subject |
Falling in Love, Change |
| Similar Artists |
Kris Kristofferson, James Taylor |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Amarillo Boulevard (On The Wind)
Up and down the Amarillo Boulevard,
The wind is blowing and it's blowing pretty hard.
Hand in hand we're going to run all the way down
To the end of the block.
Lookin' at and laughin' 'bout
A couple of ol' gals that are still hangin' out
Just inside a doorway
trying to stay out of the wind.
Freezing rain turns your eyes to ice.
That little house on Western Street would be nice,
If the gas stove would hurry up
And cut the chill.
Nothing to do but jump in bed
And cuddle close with covered heads,
Make love and wonder
How long until Spring.
We still are what we have always been,
Time travellers on the wind.
We're still lovers and still best friends,
But time travels on just like the wind.
We still are what we've always been.
We're time travellers on the wind.
We're still lovers and still best friends,
But time travels on,
On the wind. On the wind. On the wind.