Amarillo

Tja la la la la la la........

1

When the day is darning, 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.

Refr.

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.

Stick

Tja la la la la la la........ And sweet Marie who waits for me.

2

There's a churchbell ringing, hear the song of joy that it singing
For the sweet Maria, and the guy who's coming to see her
Just beyond the highway, there's an open plain
And it keeps me going, through the wind and rain.

Refr.

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.

Stick

Tja la la la la la la........ And sweet Marie who waits for me.

Stick

Tja la la la la la la........ And sweet Marie who waits for me.