George Strait - Amarillo by morning

^DAmarillo by ^F#mmorning, ^Gup from San An^Dtone ^DEverything that ^F#mI got is ^Gjust what I got ^Aon When that ^Gsun is high in that ^ATexas sky I'll be ^Dbucking at the ^Acounty ^Gfair ^DAmarillo by ^Amorning, Ama^Grillo ^AI'll be ^Dthere

^DThey took my saddle in ^F#mHouston, broke my ^Gleg in Santa ^DFe ^DLost my wife and a ^F#mgirlfriend some^Gwhere along the ^Away But I'll be ^Glooking for eight when they ^Apull that gate And I ^Dhope that ^Ajudge ain't ^Gblind ^DAmarillo by ^Amorning, Ama^Grillo's ^Aon my ^Dmind

^EAmarillo by ^G#mmornin' ^Aup from San An^Etone ^EEverything that ^G#mI got is ^Ajust what I got ^B7on I ain't ^Agot a dime but what I ^B7got is mine I ain't ^Erich but ^G#mLord I'm ^Afree ^EAmarillo by ^B7mornin' Ama^Arillo's ^B7where I'll ^Ebe ^{A B7 E}Amarillo by ^B7mornin' Ama^Arillo's ^B7where I'll ^Ebe