Amarillo by Morning Songtext
von George Strait

Amarillo by mornin′
Up from San Antone
Everything that I got
Is just what I've got on

When that Sun is high
In that Texas sky
I′ll be buckin' at the county fair
Amarillo by mornin'
Amarillo I′ll be there

They took my saddle in Houston
Broke my leg in Santa Fe
Lost my wife and a girlfriend
Somewhere along the way


But I′ll be lookin' for eight
When they pull that gate
And I hope that
Judge ain′t blind
Amarillo by mornin'

Amarillo′s on my mind

Amarillo by mornin'
Up from San Antone
Everything that I 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 mornin'
Amarillo′s where I'll be
Amarillo by mornin′
Amarillo's where I′ll be