Verse 1:
D F#m G D
Amarillo by mornin’, up from San Antonio
D F#m G A
Everything that I got, is just what I’ve got on
G A
When that sun is high in that Texas sky,
D F#m G
I’ll be bucking at the county fair
D A G A D
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo I’ll be there
Instrumental: D – F#m – G – A – D
Verse 2:
D F#m G D
They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Sante Fe
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 F#m 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 – F#m – A – B – E
Verse 3:
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’ve 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
Amarillo by mornin’ Amarillo’s where I’ll be
Kick: A – B – E
Outro:
E B7 A B7 E
Amarillo by mornin’ Amarillo’s where I’ll be
E – G#m – A – B – E }x2
