Amarillo Testo

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 Amarillo
and sweet Marie who waits for me.
Show me the way to Amarillo
I❝ve been weepin❝ like a willow
crying over Amarillo
and sweet Marie who waits for me.

Sha la la la la la la la
and Marie who waits for me.

There❝s a church bell ringing,
hear the sound of joy that it❝s singing
for the sweet Maria
and the guy who❝s comin❝ to see her.
Just beyond the highway
lies 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 Amarillo
and sweet Marie who waits for me.
Show me the way to Amarillo
I❝ve been weepin❝ like a willow
crying over Amarillo
and sweet Marie who waits for me.

Sha la la la la la la la
and Marie who waits for me.