Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala When the day is dawningon 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 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 Amarilloand 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 hear the song of joy that it's singing for the sweet Mariaand the guy who's coming to see her just beyong 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 Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala and Marie who waits for me