Db

Ama-

rillo

by

Fm

mornin'

Gb

up

from

San

An-

Db

tone

Db

Every

thing

that

Fm

I

got

is

Gb

just

what

I

got

Ab7

on,

Ab7

When

that

Gbmaj7

sun is

high

in

that

Ab7

Texas

sky,

I'll

be

Db

Fm

buckin'

at the

coun-

ty

Gb

fair,

Db

They

took my

saddle

in

Fm

Houston,

broke

my

Gb

leg

in

Santa

Db

Fe;

Db

Lost

my

wife and

a

Fm

girl-

friend

some-

Gb

where

a-

long

the

Ab7

way.

I'll be

Gbmaj7

lookin'

for aid

when

they

Ab7

pull

that

gate

and I

Db

Fm

hope

the

judge

ain't

Gb

blind.

Eb

Ama-

rillo

by

Gm

morn-

in'

Ab

up

from

San

An-

Eb

tone

Eb

Every

thing

that

Gm

I

got

is

Ab

just

what

I

got

Bb7

on,

I ain't

Abmaj7

got a

dime,

and what

I

Bb7

got

is mine

I

ain't

Eb

Gm

rich

but

Lord

I'm

Ab

free.