George Strait - Amarillo by morning

^CAmarillo by ^Emmornin' ^Fup from San An^Ctone ^CEverything that ^EmI've got is ^Fjust what I got ^Gon When that ^Fsun is high in that ^GTexas sky I'll be ^Cbuckin at the ^Emcounty ^Ffair ^CAmarillo by ^Gmornin' Amar^Fillo ^GI'll be ^Cthere

^CThey took my saddle in ^EmHouston, broke my ^Fleg in Sante ^CFe ^CLost my wife and a ^Emgirlfriend some^Fwhere along the ^Gway I'll be ^Flooking for eight when they ^Gpull that gate and I ^Chope that ^Emjudge ain't ^Fblind ^CAmarillo by ^Gmornin' Amar^Fillo's ^Gon my ^Cmind

^DAmarillo by ^F#mmornin' ^Gup from San An^Dtone ^DEverything that ^F#mI've got is ^Gjust what I got ^Aon I ain't ^Ggot a dime but what I've ^Agot is mine I ^Dain't rich but ^F#mLord I'm ^Gfree ^DAmarillo by ^Amornin' Amar^Gillo's ^Awhere I'll ^Dbe ^{G A D}Amarillo by ^Amornin' Amar^Gillo's ^Awhere I'll ^Dbe