Intro/interlude
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Verse 1
D           A             G                D    
Amarillo by mornin'...    Up from San Antone...   
  D               A         G               A
Everything that I got, is just what I got on.
          G                   A                  
When that sun is high in that Texas sky, I'll be 
     D         A/C#       G
buckin' at the country fair.
D                A         G        A           D
Amarillo by mornin'...     Amarillo i'll be there.

Interlude
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Verse 2
D                      A           G              
They took my saddle in Houston...   Broke my leg in 
        D
Santa Fe...
D                  A            G                 
Lost my wife and a girlfriend,  somewhere along the 
  A
way...
             G                           A
And, I'll be lookin' for eight when they pull that 
gate...
      D         A/c#        G
And I hope that judge ain't blind...
D           A        G          A     D
Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's on my mind...

Interlude
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E           B            A           E
Amarillo by mornin'...   Up from San Antone...
E               B          A              B
Everything that I got...   Is just what I got on...
        C#m                    b              A        
               E
I ain't got a dime, but what I got is mine, I ain't 
rich bur lord i'm free...
E           B        A          B          E     (( A, 
Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be...
B, E))

E           B        A          B          E
Amarillo by mornin', Amarillo's where I'll be...