Intro Verse I’m on my way to Amarillo I can’t seem to get my fill of That little West Texas town I’ve got a sweet thing built right Betty Head to toe she’s mighty pretty Living in that West Texas town Friday comes it’s time to roll Time for me to hit the road I’ve got my eyes on the horizon My little dish in that panhandle Lights up like a Roman Candle When I reach that West Texas town Instrumental Dm7 (Ah sing it Dean) I can’t wait to get to you know who In that West Texas town I’d drive through Hell and half of Texas Just to get to her by breakfast Waiting in that West Texas town Friday comes it’s time to roll Time for me to hit the road I’ve got my eyes on the horizon My little dish in that panhandle Lights up like a Roman Candle When I reach that West Texas town Baby turn the porch light on Your big Poppa’s coming home To that West Texas town. Outro