Amarillo by morning
Up from San Antone
Everything that I've got
Is just what I've got on
When the sun is high
In that Texas sky
I'll be bucking it to county fair
Amarillo by morning
Amarillo I'll be there

They took my saddle in Houston
Broke my leg in Sante Fe
I lost me a wife and a girlfriend
Somewhere along the way
Well I'll be looking for eight
When they pull that gate
And I hope that
Judge ain't blind
Amarillo by morning
Amarillo on my mind

Amarillo by morning
Up from San Antone
Everything that I've got
Is just what I've got on
I ain't got a dime
But what I've got is mine
I ain't rich
But Lord I'm free
Amarillo by morning
Amarillo's where I'll be

Amarillo by morning
Amarillo's where I'll be

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Writer(s): Paul Fraser, Terry Stafford