Sha la la lala lalala

Sha la la lala lalala

Sha la la lala lalala



When the day is dawningon a Texas Sunday morning

how I long to be there

with Marie who's waiting 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 hugging my pillow

dreaming dreams of Amarilloand 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



Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala

Sha la la lala lalala and Marie who waits for me



There's a church bell ringing

hear the song of joy that it's singing

for the sweet Mariaand the guy who's coming to see her

just beyong the highway, there's an open plain

and it keeps me going through the wind and rain



Is this the way to Amarillo

every night I've been hugging my pillow

dreaming dreams of Amarilloand 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



Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala

Sha la la lala lalala and Marie who waits for me




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