2 acessos
Intro C Em F G, 2times C Em F C Amarillo by mornin' up from San Antone C Em F G Everything that I got is just what I got on F G When that sun is high in that Texas sky C G F I'll be buckin at the county fair C G F G C Amarillo by mornin' Amarillo I'll be there C Em F C They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Sante Fe C Em F G Lost my wife and a girlfriend somewhere along the way F G But I'll be looking for eight when they pull that gate C G F and I hope that judge ain't blind C G F G C Amarillo by mornin' Amarillo's on my mind C Em F G C Em F C Amarillo by mornin' up from San Antone C Em F G Everything that I got is just what I got on F G I ain't got a dime but what I got is mine C G F I ain't rich but Lord I'm free C G F G C Amarillo by mornin' Amarillo I'll be there C G F G C Amarillo by mornin' Amarillo’s where I’ll be