C
Em
F
C
Amarillo by morning up from San Antone
Em
F
G7
Everything that I got is just what I got on
F
G7
When that sun is high in that Texas sky
C
Em
F
I’ll be bucking at the county fair
C
G7
F
G7
C
Amarillo by morning Amarillo I’ll be there
Em
F
C
They took my saddle in Houston broke my leg in Sante Fe
Em
F
G7
Lost my wife and a girlfriend somewhere along the way
F
G7
But I’ll be looking for eight when they pull that gate
C
Em
F
And I hope that judge ain’t blind
C
G7
F
G7
C
Amarillo by morning Amarillo’s on my mind
Em
F
C
Amarillo by morning up from San Antone
Em
F
G7
Everything that I got is just what I got on
F
G7
I ain’t got a dime but what I got is mine
C
Em
F
I ain’t rich but Lord I’m free
C
G7
F
G7
C
Amarillo by morning Amarillo’s where I’ll be
G7
F
G7
C
Amarillo by morning Amarillo’s where I’ll be
C
G7
F
Em
