Amarillo

When the day is dawning On a Texas Sunday morning. How I long to be there. It's Marie who's waiting for me there. Every lonely city Where I hang my hat. And it's always 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, sweet Marie who waits For me. Show me the way to Amarillo. I've been weeping like a willow. Crying over Amarillo, of 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. Of sweet Marie who waits for me. There's a church bell ringing. Hear a song of joy they're singing. For 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 to the train Track. Is this the way to Amarillo? Every night I've been huggin' my pillow. Dreamin' dreams of Amarillo, of sweet Marie who Waits for me. Show me the way to Amarillo. I've been weeping like a willow. Crying over Amarillo, of sweet Marie who waits For me. Show me the way to Amarillo. I've been weeping like a willow. Crying over Amarillo, of 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. Of sweet Marie who waits for me. Of sweet Marie who waits for me. Of sweet Marie who waits for me.