Amarillo by morning Up from San Antone Everything that I've got Is just what I've got on When that 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 Lost my wife and a girlfriend Somewhere along the way Well I'll be looking for eight When they pull that gate And I'm hoping that Judge ain't blind Amarillo by morning Amarillo's 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
