(Emmylou Harris/Rodney Crowell)



My baby never was the cheatin' kind

But it wasn't 'cause the ladies didn't try

Now everywhere we go

They're walkin' 'round him slow

Givin' him a flutter and a sigh

Now I got him past that redhead in Atlanta

Lord I walked all over that black-eyed cajun queen

But outside of Amarillo, he found his thrill, I'll tell you

Oh, I lost him to a jukebox and a pinball machine



Oh Amarillo what'd you want my baby for

Oh Amarillo now he won't come home no more

You done played a trick on me

Hooked him in the first degree

While he put another quarter

Push Dolly and then Porter

While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine



If we only hadn't stopped in there for coffee

If someone hadn't played The Window Up Above

He'd still be mine today

But he heard those fiddles play

One look and then I knew this must be love

Oh that pinball machine was in the corner

Well he saw the lights and he had to hear 'em ring

And he never was the same after he won his first free game

Oh I lost him to a jukebox and a pinball machine



Oh Amarillo what'd you want my baby for

Oh Amarillo now he won't come home no more

You done played a trick on me

Hooked him in the first degree

While he put another quarter

Push Dolly and then Porter

While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine



Oh Amarillo what'd you want my baby for

Oh Amarillo now he won't come home no more

You done played a trick on me

Hooked him in the first degree

While he put another quarter

Push Dolly and then Porter

While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine