{} {All chords are open forms relative to capo} {Intro} Amarillo by mornin', up from San Antone ( Everything that I 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 mornin', Amarillo I'll be there They took m'saddle in Houston, broke my leg in, Sante Fe ( Lost my wife and a girlfriend, somewhere along the__ way But I'll be lookin' for eight when they pull that gate and I hope that judge ain't blind Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's on my mind {Key change up one step to , relative to capo} Amarillo by mornin', Up from San Antone Everything that I 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 mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be