D F#m G A
D F#m G A
[Verse 1]
D F#m G D
Amarillo by mornin' up from San Antone
D F#m G A
Everything that I got is just what I got on
G A
When that sun is high in that Texas sky
D A G
I'll be buckin it to county fair
D A G A
Amarillo by mornin' Amarillo I'll be there
[Instrumental]
D F#m G A
[Verse 2]
D F#m G D
They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Sante Fe
D F#m G A
Lost my wife and a girlfriend somewhere along the way
G A
But I'll be looking for eight when they pull that gate
D A G
and I hope that judge ain't blind
D A G A D
Amarillo by mornin' Amarillo's on my mind
[Instrumental]
D F#m G A
[Verse 3]
(key change E)
E G#m A E
Amarillo by mornin' up from San Antone
E G#m A B7
Everything that I got is just what I got on
A B7
I ain't got a dime but what I got is mine
E G#m A
I ain't rich but Lord I'm free
E B7 A B7 E A B7
Amarillo by mornin' Amarillo's where I'll be
E B7 A B7
Amarillo by mornin' Amarillo's where I'll be
[Outro]
E G#m A B7
E G#m A B7
E G#m A B7 E
