Tom: G
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Amarillo by mornin', up from San Antone.
Em C D
Everything that I've got, is just what I've got on.
Em C
When that sun is high in that Texas sky,
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I'll be buckin' at the county fair.
G Em C G
Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo I'll be there.
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They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Santa Fe.
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Lost my wife and a girlfriend, somewhere along the way.
Em C
I'll be lookin' for eight when they pull that gate,
G Em C
And I hope that judge ain't blind.
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Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's on my mind.
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Amarillo by mornin', up from San Antone.
Em C D
Everything that I've got, is just what I've got on.
Em C
I ain't got a dime, but what I got is mine,
G Em C
I ain't rich, but Lord I'm free.
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Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be
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Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be.