Amarillo by morning up from San Antone Everything that I got is just what I've got on Oh when the sun is high in the Texas sky I'll be buckin' in the country fair Amarillo my morning Amarillo I'll be there
They took my saddle in Houston broke my leg in Santa Fe I lost my wife and a girl friend somewhere along the way But I'll be looking for eight when they pull that gate and I hope the judge ain't blind Amarillo by morning Amarillo on my mind
Amarillo by morning up from San Antone Everything that I got is just what I've got on I ain't got a dime and what I 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