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 ll be buckin' county fair Amarillo I'll be there They took my saddle in Houston Broke my leg in Santa Fe Made my girlfriend my Wife Somewhere along the way I'll be lookin' for eight When they pull that gate I hope Judge ain't blind Amarillo's on my mind I ain't got a dime But what I've got is mine I ain't rich But Lord I'm free Amarillo's where I'll be