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 buckin' at the county fair
Amarillo by morning
Amarillo I'll be there
Verse 2
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 looking for eight when they pull gate
And I hope that judge ain't blind
Amarillo by morning
Amarillo's on my mind
Verse 3 (Key Change)
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