[Intro] C  Em  F  G
        C  Em  F  G7

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   Amarillo by mornin', up from San Antone
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   Everything that I got, is just what I've  got on
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When that sun is high in that Texas sky
       C            Em    F
I'll be buckin' at the county fair
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   Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo I'll be there

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( C  Em  F  G )

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   They took m'saddle in Houston, broke my leg in, Sante Fe
(C)                  Em            F             G7
   Lost my wife and a girlfriend, somewhere along the__ way
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But I'll be lookin' for eight when they pull that gate
      C       Em        F
And I hope that judge ain't blind
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   Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's on my mind

D           F#m    G            D
   Amarillo by mornin', Up from San Antone
D               F#m     G                A7
   Everything that I Got, is just what I've got on
 G                             A7
I ain't got a dime, But what I've got is mine
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I ain't rich, but Lord I'm free
D            A         G    A7       {D}{D D}{G} A7
   Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be
D           A7         G    A7       D  F#m G  D
   Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be

[Outro] D  F#m  G  D