Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
When the day is dawning
On a Texas Sunday morning
How I long to be there
With Marie who's waiting for me there
Every lonely city
(La La La La La)
Where I hang my hat
(La La La La La)
Ain't as half as pretty,
As where my baby's at,
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 |
Is this the way to Amarillo
