
You ever hear a song that just grabs you? Like itās telling your story, even if youāve never set foot in the places itās singing about? Thatās Amarillo by Morning for you. This isnāt just a country classicāitās a love letter to the grind, the heartbreak, and the stubborn hope that keeps you chasing a dream, no matter how many times life bucks you off. Let me take you through why this song feels like a warm hug from an old friend, one whoās been through it all.
Picture this: itās 1982, and George StraitāKing George himselfādrops this track. Written by Terry Stafford and Paul Fraser, itās got this raw, lived-in feel, like it was born on a dusty Texas road. The songās about a rodeo cowboy, beat up by life but still swinging. Heās lost his wife, his moneyās gone, and his bodyās aching, but heās got his sights set on Amarillo. Why? Because thatās where the next ride is. Thatās where the dream lives. Itās not just about a placeāitās about what keeps us going when everything else falls apart.
What makes this song hit so hard is how it feels. The fiddle kicks in, mournful but proud, and Georgeās voice? Man, itās like heās sitting across from you at a diner, telling you his story over a cup of black coffee. The lyrics donāt sugarcoat anything: āI aināt got a dime, but what I got is mine.ā That line? Itās a middle finger to giving up. Itās about owning your scars and still showing up. Who hasnāt felt that at some point? Like youāre down to your last dollar, but youāre still you, and thatās enough.
And letās talk about that rodeo life it paints. Itās not glamorousābroken bones, long drives, cheap motelsābut thereās this romance to it. The cowboy doesnāt quit because the rideās in his blood. Itās a metaphor, you know? Maybe youāre not chasing buckles, but weāre all out here chasing somethingāa job, a love, a version of ourselves we can be proud of. Thatās what makes Amarillo by Morning timeless. Itās not stuck in the ā80s or the rodeo circuit; itās about anyone whoās ever kept going when the odds were stacked against them.
Fun fact: the song didnāt even hit number one when it came out. Peaked at number four on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart. Crazy, right? But itās become the George Strait song, the one folks point to when they talk about what country musicās all about. Itās been covered, quoted, and played in every honky-tonk from Texas to Tennessee. Why? Because itās real. It doesnāt pretend lifeās easy, but it makes you believe you can keep going.
So, next time youāre feeling beat down, throw on Amarillo by Morning. Let that fiddle wrap around you like a warm blanket. Let George remind you that itās okay to be a little broken, as long as youāre still headed somewhere. Whereās your āAmarilloā? Whatās the thing that keeps you moving forward? Thatās the magic of this songāit makes you ask.
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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