Amarillo 1972

When the day is dawning
On a Texas Sunday morning
How I long to be there
With Marie who's waiting for me there

Every lonely city
where I hang my hat
Ain't as half as pretty
As where my baby's at

Is this the way to Amarillo
Every night I've been hugging my pillow
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me

Show me the way to Amarillo.
I've been weeping like a willow.
Crying over Amarillo,
And sweet Marie who waits for me.

Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
And Marie who waits for me

There's a church bell ringing
Hear the song of joy that is singing
For the sweet Maria
And the guy who's coming to see her

Just beyond the high way
There's an open plain
And it keeps me going
Through the wind and rain

Is this the way to Amarillo
Every night I've been hugging my pillow
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me

Show me the way to Amarillo.
I've been weeping like a willow.
Crying over Amarillo,
And sweet Marie who waits for me.

Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
And Marie who waits for me

Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala
And Marie who waits for me

Shalalalalalalala
Shalalalalalalala