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Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Somebody who waits for me
When the day is dawning On a Texas Sunday morning
How I long to be there
With Mary who's waiting for me there
Every lonely city
Where I have my head
And it's half as pretty
As where my baby is at
Is this the way to Amarillo?
Every night I'll be hugging my pillow
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo
And it's Mary who waits for me
Show me the way to Amarillo
I'll be weeping like a willow
Crying over Amarillo
And it's Mary who waits for me
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la
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And it's Mary who waits for me
And it's Mary who waits for me
And it's Mary who waits for me
There's a church bearing him
There's a church bearing him
Of yoyi that is singing
For the sweet Mary
And the guy who's coming to see her
Just beyond the highway
The soon-opened plain
And it keeps me going
Through the wind and rain
Is this the way to Amarillo?
Every night I'll be hugging my pillow
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo
And St. Mary who waits for me
Show me the way to Amarillo
Happy weeping like a willow
Crying over Amarillo
And St. Mary who waits for me
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la
And St. Mary who waits for me
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la
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And St. Mary who waits for me
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la
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And the river waits for me
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la
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Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la
And the river waits for me