Amarillo Songtext
von Chris Roberts

When the day is dawnin′ on a Texas Sunday mornin'
How I long to be there with Marie who′s waitin' 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 huggin' my pillow
Dreamin′ dreams of Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me
Is this the way to Amarillo?
Every night I've been huggin′ my pillow
Dreamin' dreams of Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me

Sha la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la
And Marie who waits for me


There′s a church bell ringin'
Hear the song of joy that it's singin′
For the sweet Maria and the guy who′s comin' to see her
Just beyond the highway there′s an open plane
And it keeps me goin' through the wind and rain

Is this the way to Amarillo?
Every night I′ve been huggin' my pillow
Dreamin′ dreams of Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me
Is this the way to Amarillo?
Every night I've been huggin' my pillow
Dreamin′ dreams of Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me

Sha la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la
And Marie who waits for me


Sha la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la
And Marie who waits for me
Sha la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la
And Marie who waits for me