Amarillo By Mornin' Teclado

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Amarillo By Mornin', up from San Antone 
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Everything that I got, is just what I got on 
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When that sun is high in that Texas sky 
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Be buckin' at the county fair 
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Amarillo By Mornin', Amarillo I'll be there. 
 
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They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Sante Fe 
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Lost my wife and a girlfriend, somewhere along the way 
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But I'll be lookin' for eight when they pull that gate  
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And I hope that judge ain't blind  
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Amarillo By Mornin', Amarillo's on my mind. 
 
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Amarillo By Mornin', up from San Antone 
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Everything that I got, is just what I got on 
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I ain't got a dime but what I got is mine 
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I ain't rich, but Lord I'm free 
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Amarillo By Mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be 
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Amarillo By Mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be. 
 
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