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Introduction
Listening to George Strait’s “Amarillo By Morning” live from the Astrodome feels like taking a soulful journey through the heart of Texas. This song, with its timeless melody and heartfelt lyrics, tells a story of resilience and the rugged spirit of a rodeo cowboy. It’s not just a song; it’s an experience that wraps you up in the dusty trails and the quiet moments before dawn.
From the first strum of the guitar, you’re transported to a place where the rodeo life is more than just a backdrop—it’s the lifeblood that courses through the veins of its characters. George Strait’s smooth, sincere vocals bring a sense of authenticity to the tale, making you feel every bit of the struggle and the hope that comes with chasing dreams on the open road.
The live performance at the Astrodome is particularly special. There’s something magical about the way the audience responds to George Strait. Their energy, coupled with his effortless stage presence, creates an electric atmosphere that’s palpable even through the recording. You can almost see the smiles, the swaying of the crowd, and the shared moments of nostalgia and longing.
“Amarillo By Morning” is more than a song about a cowboy’s journey; it’s about the universal pursuit of something better, the sacrifices made along the way, and the unyielding hope that keeps us all moving forward. It’s a reminder that no matter where life takes you, or how tough the road gets, there’s always another morning waiting, full of promise and possibility.
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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