Amarillo By Mornin

Intro/interlude
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Verse 1
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Amarillo by mornin'...    Up from San Antone...   Everything that I got, is just what I got on.
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When that sun is high in that Texas sky, I'll be buckin' at the country fair.
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Amarillo by mornin'...     Amarillo i'll be there.

Interlude
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Verse 2
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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...
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And, I'll be lookin' for eight when they pull that gate...
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And I hope that judge ain't blind...
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Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's on my mind...

Interlude
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E           B            A           E
Amarillo by mornin'...   Up from San Antone...
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Everything that I got...   Is just what I got on...
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I ain't got a dime, but what I got is mine, I ain't rich bur lord i'm free...
E           B        A          B          E     (( A, B, E))
Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be...
E           B        A          B          E
Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be...