[Chorus]
Amarillo by morning, up from San Antone
Everything that I got is just what I got on
When that sun is high in that Texas sky
I'll be bucking at the county fair
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo I'll be there

[Verse 2]
They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Santa Fe
I lost my wife and a girlfriend somewhere along the way
But I'll be looking for eight when they pull that gate
Oh, I hope that judge ain't blind
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's on my mind

[Verse 3]
Amarillo by morning, up from San Antone
Everything that I got is just what I got on
I ain't got a dime, but what I got is mine
I ain't rich, but Lord, I'm free
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's where I'll be
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's where I'll be