Amarillo By Morning, Up from San Antone. Everything that I've Got, Is just what I've got on. When that sun is high in that Texas Sky, I'll be buckin'at the county fair. Amarillo by morning, Amarillo I'll be there. They took my saddle in Houston, Broke my leg in Santa Fe. Lost my wife and a girlfriend, Somewhere along the way. But I'll be looking for eight when they pull gate, And I hope that judge ain't blind. Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's on my mind. Amarillo by morning, Up from San Antone. Everything that I've got, Is just what I've got on. I ain't got a dime, But what I've got is mine. I ain't rich but Lord I'm free. Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's where I'll be.          Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's where I'll be.