Amarillo By Morning

(Terry Stafford - Paul Fraser)



Amarillo by mornin', 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 buckin' at the county fair

Amarillo by mornin', 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

But I'll be looking for eight when they pull that gate and I hope that judge ain't blind

Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo on my mind.



Amarillo by mornin', 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 mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be.



Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be...