Amarillo By Morning Song Lyrics by George Strait
Amarillo by mornin’
Up from San Antone Everything that I got Is just what I’ve got onWhen that Sun is high
In that Texas sky I’ll be buckin’ at the county fair Amarillo by mornin’ Amarillo I’ll be thereThey took my saddle in Houston
Broke my leg in Santa Fe Lost my wife and a girlfriend Somewhere along the wayBut 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 onI ain’t got a dime
But what I’ve got is mine I ain’t rich But Lord, I’m freeAmarillo by mornin’
Amarillo’s where I’ll be Amarillo by mornin’ Amarillo’s where I’ll be