Amarillo - Emmylou Harris

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My baby never 

was a cheatin'

 kind
        
But It wasn't 

cause the ladi

es didn't try

Now ev'ry where we go, they're walkin' 'round him slow,
 
Givin' him a f

lutter and a s

igh

Now I got him 

past that redh

ead in Atlanta
  
Lord, I walked

 all over that

 blackeyed caj

un queen.
 
But outside of

 Amarillo, he 

found his thri

ll I tell you
    
I lost him to 

a jukebox and 

a pinball mach

ine
   
Oh, Amarillo w

hat'd you want

 my baby for
          
Oh, Amarillo n

    
ow he won't co

me home no mor

e.
 
You done playe

d a trick on m

e, hooked him 

in the first d

egree,

Put in another

 quarter, push

 Dolly and the

n Porter,
 
While he racks

 up fifty thou

sand on the pi

nball machine.


If we only had

n't stopped in

 there for cof

fee
              
If someone had

              
n't played  th

            
e window up ab

ove

Oh, he'd still be mine today,

But he heard those fiddles play,
              
One look and t

              
hen I knew thi

          
s must be love

.

Oh, that pinba

ll machines in

 the corner,
              
But he saw the

              
 lights and he

              
 had to hear '

   
em ring.
       
And he never w

as the same af

ter he won his

 first free ga

me,
             
oh, I lost him

              
 to the jukebo

              
x and a pinbal

  
l machine.
   
Oh, Amarillo w

hat'd you want

 my baby for
          
Oh, Amarillo n

    
ow he won't co

me home no mor

e.
 
You done playe

d a trick on m

e, hooked him 

in the first d

egree,

Put in another

 quarter, push

 Dolly and the

n Porter,
 
While he racks

 up fifty thou

sand on the pi

nball machine.
   
Oh, Amarillo w

hat'd you want

 my baby for
          
Oh, Amarillo n

    
ow he won't co

me home no mor

e.
 
You done playe

d a trick on m

e, hooked him 

in the first d

egree,

Put in another

 quarter, push

 Dolly and the

n Porter,
 
While he racks

 up fifty thou

sand on the pi

nball machine.