When the day is dawning On a Texas Sunday morning How I like 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'm huggin my pillow Dreming 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 la la la la x3 And Marie who waits for me Thers a church bell ringing With a song of joy that is singing For the sweet Marie And the guy that coming to see her Just beyond the highway There's an open plane that it keeps me going Through the wind and rain Sha la la la la la la And Marie who waits for me