Tom: A
A D A E
Sha la la lala lala la. Sha la la lala lala la
D A E E7 A
Sha la la lala lala la
A D A E
When the day is dawning on a Texas Sunday morning
A D A E
how I long to be there with Marie who's waiting for me there
F C F C
Every lonely city where I hang my hat
F C Bm E
ain't as half as pretty as where my baby's at
A D A E
Is this the way to Amarillo? Every night I've been hugging my pillow
A D A/E E A
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo and sweet Marie who waits for me
D A E
Show me the way to Amarillo. I've been weeping like a willow
A D A/E E A
Crying over Amarillo and sweet Marie who waits for me
D A E
Sha la la lala lala la. Sha la la lala lala la
D A E A
Sha la la lala lala la, and Marie who waits for me
A D A E
There's a church bell ringing. Hear the song of joy that it's singing
A D A E
for the sweet Maria and the guy who's coming to see her
F C F C
Just beyond the highway there's an open plain
F C Bm E
and it keeps me going throught the wind and rain
A D A E
Is this the way to Amarillo? Every night I've been hugging my pillow
A D A/E E A
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo and sweet Marie who waits for me
D A E
Show me the way to Amarillo. I've been weeping like a willow
A D A/E E A
Crying over Amarillo and sweet Marie who waits for me
D A E
Sha la la lala lala la. Sha la la lala lala la
D A E A
Sha la la lala lala la, and Marie who waits for me
