2 acessos
Intro/interlude D //// Bm //// G //// A //// Verse 1 D A G D D A G A Amarillo by mornin'... Up from San Antone... Everything that I got, is just what I got on. G A D A/C# G When that sun is high in that Texas sky, I'll be buckin' at the country fair. D A G A D Amarillo by mornin'... Amarillo i'll be there. Interlude D //// Bm //// G //// A //// Verse 2 D A G D They took my saddle in Houston... Broke my leg in Santa Fe... D A G A Lost my wife and a girlfriend, somewhere along the way... G A And, I'll be lookin' for eight when they pull that gate... D A/c# G And I hope that judge ain't blind... D A G A D Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's on my mind... Interlude D //// Bm //// G //// A //// E B A E Amarillo by mornin'... Up from San Antone... E B A B Everything that I got... Is just what I got on... C#m b A E 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...