Amarillo By Morning

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 bucking at the county fair Amarillo by morning, Amarillo I'll be there They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Santa Fe Lost my wife and a girlfriend somewhere along the way Well I'll be looking for eight when they pull that gate And I hope that judge ain't blind Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's on my mind 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 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