D5 F#5 G5 D5 X2 
 
D5           F#5    G5             D5 
Amarillo By Mornin', up from San Antone 
                F#5       G5               A5 
Everything that I got, is just what I got on 
          G5                   A5 
When that sun is high in that Texas sky 
   D5              F#5    G5 
Be buckin' at the county fair 
D5           F#5      G5        A5      D5     F#5 G5 A5 
Amarillo By Mornin', Amarillo I'll be there. 
 

D5                      F#5               G5            D5 
They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Sante Fe 
                   F#5             G5               A5 
Lost my wife and a girlfriend, somewhere along the way 
            G5                           A5 
But I'll be lookin' for eight when they pull that gate  
      D5               F#5   G5 
And I hope that judge ain't blind  
D5           F#5      G5             A5 D5    F#5 G5 A5 
Amarillo By Mornin', Amarillo's on my mind. 
 

E5           G#5     A5            E5 
Amarillo By Mornin', up from San Antone 
                G#5       A5               B5 
Everything that I got, is just what I got on 
        A5                   B5 
I ain't got a dime but what I got is mine 
        E5                  G#5     A5 
I ain't rich, but Lord I'm free 
E5           G#5      A5          B5         E5   A5 B5 
Amarillo By Mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be 
E5           G#5      A5          B5         E5  G#5 A5 B5 E5 
Amarillo By Mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be.