Текст песни Amarillo By Morning, George Strait
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Amarillo by morning
Up from San Antone Everything that I ve got Is just what I ve got on When that sun is high In that Texas sky I ll be bucking at the county fair Amarillo by morning Amarillo I ll be there They took my saddle in Houston Broke my leg in Sante Fe Lost my wife and a girlfriend Somewhere along the way Well I ll be looking for eight When they pull that gate And I m hoping that Judge ain t blind Amarillo by morning Amarillo s on my mind Amarillo by morning Up from San Antone Everything that I ve got Is just what I ve got on I ain t got a dime But what I ve got is mine I ain t rich But Lord I m free Amarillo by morning Amarillo s where I ll be Amarillo by morning Amarillo s where I ll be |