[Intro] C Em F G
C Em F G7
C Em F G7
Amarillo by mornin', up from San Antone
(C) Em F G7
Everything that I got, is just what I've got on
F G7
When that sun is high in that Texas sky
C Em F
I'll be buckin' at the county fair
C Em F G7 C
Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo I'll be there
( C Em F C )
( C Em F G )
C Em F C
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
F G7
But I'll be lookin' for eight when they pull that gate
C Em F
And I hope that judge ain't blind
C G F G7 C
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
D F#m G
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
[Final] D F#m G D
