High Mountain Breezes - Amarillo by Morning

Amarillo by mornin' Up from San Antone
Everything that I 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 mornin' 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

But 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 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 mornin' Amarillo's where I'll be
Amarillo by mornin' Amarillo's where I'll be

Written by:
Paul Fraser, Terry Stafford

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Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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