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Amarillo by mornin
Up from San Antone
Everything that I got
Is just what Ive got on
When that Sun is high
In that Texas sky
Ill be buckin at the county fair
Amarillo by mornin
Amarillo Ill be there
They took my saddle in Houston
Broke my leg in Santa Fe
Lost my wife and a girlfriend
Somewhere along the way
But Ill be lookin for eight
When they pull that gate
And I hope that
Judge aint blind
Amarillo by mornin
Amarillos on my mind
Amarillo by mornin
Up from San Antone
Everything that I got
Is just what Ive got on
I aint got a dime
But what Ive got is mine
I aint rich
But Lord, Im free
Amarillo by mornin
Amarillos where Ill be
Amarillo by mornin
Amarillos where Ill be