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Sha la lala lalala

Sha la lala lalala

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Sha la lala lalala

When the day is dawning on 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

Aint 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 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

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and Marie who waits for me

Here the song of joy thats it`s singing

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For the sweet Maria and the guy who`s coming to see her

Just beyond 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 Amarillo and 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

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Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lala and Marie who waits for me

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