
Hey, you ever hear a song that just grabs you, like it’s telling your story even though you’ve never set foot in the place it’s singing about? That’s Amarillo by Morning for me. Written by Terry Stafford and Paul Fraser, this country classic—made iconic by George Strait in 1983—isn’t just a song; it’s a dusty, heartfelt ride through the life of a rodeo cowboy who’s down but never out. Let me tell you why this one hits so hard.
Picture this: a guy’s been bucked off, broke, and battered, yet he’s still chasing that dream, heading to Amarillo with nothing but a beat-up saddle and a heart full of grit. The song’s got this raw, lonesome vibe—those fiddle and steel guitar licks wrap around you like a West Texas wind. It’s not about winning; it’s about getting back up, no matter how many times life throws you. George’s voice, smooth as a sunrise, makes you feel every mile of that cowboy’s journey. You can almost smell the leather and hear the creak of the truck as he rolls toward morning.
What makes it special? It’s the way it captures that stubborn hope we all cling to sometimes. The cowboy’s lost his wife, his money, even his shirt, but he’s still singing about making it to the next ride. Who hasn’t felt like that—like the world’s taken everything, but you’ve still got one more fight in you? Plus, there’s this universal ache in the melody that makes you wanna call someone you miss or just stare out a window for a while.
Fun fact: the song wasn’t even a huge chart-topper at first—peaked at No. 4 on Billboard’s Hot Country Songs—but it’s become the anthem for anyone who loves country music’s storytelling soul. George Strait, the King of Country, took this underdog tune and made it timeless. It’s been covered, quoted, and played in every honky-tonk from Texas to Tennessee, and it still feels fresh every time you hear it.
So, next time you’re feeling a little lost, throw on Amarillo by Morning. Let it remind you that sometimes the road’s enough, as long as you keep moving. What’s a song that picks you up like that?
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Lyrics
Amarillo by mornin’
Up from San Antone
Everything that I got
Is just what I’ve got on
When that Sun is high
In that Texas sky
I’ll be buckin’ at the county fair
Amarillo by mornin’
Amarillo I’ll be there
They took my saddle in Houston
Broke my leg in Santa Fe
Lost my wife and a girlfriend
Somewhere along the way
But I’ll be lookin’ for eight
When they pull that gate
And I hope that
Judge ain’t blind
Amarillo by mornin’
Amarillo’s on my mind
Amarillo by mornin’
Up from San Antone
Everything that I got
Is just what I’ve got on
I ain’t got a dime
But what I’ve got is mine
I ain’t rich
But Lord, I’m free
Amarillo by mornin’
Amarillo’s where I’ll be
Amarillo by mornin’
Amarillo’s where I’ll be