Amarillo - Emmylou Harris
Tuning: Standard, E A D G B E
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.