Amarillo by mornin'   Up from San Antone   Everything that I got   Is just what I've got on      When that sun is high in that Texas sky,   I'll be buckin' at the county fair   Amarillo by mornin'   Amarillo, I'll be there      They took my saddle in Houston,   Broke my leg in Santa Fe   Lost my wife and a girlfriend,   Somewhere along the way      I'll be lookin' for eight   When they pull that gate   And I hope that judge ain't blind      Amarillo by mornin'   Amarillo's on my mind      Amarillo by mornin'    Up from San Antone   Everything that I got   Is just what I've 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 mornin'    Amarillo's where I'll be