Amarillo - Emmylou Harris

My baby never was the cheating kind

But it wasn’t because the ladies didn’t try

Now everywhere we go they’re walking around him slow

Giving him a flutter and a sigh

Now I got him past that redhead in Atlanta

Lord, I walked all over that black-eyed Cajun Queen

But outside of Amarillo, he found his thrill, I’ll tell you

Oh, I lost him to a jukebox and a pinball machine

Oh, Amarillo what you want my baby for?

Oh, Amarillo now he won’t come home no more

You don’t play a trick on me, hooked him in the first degree

He put another quarter, push Dolly and then Porter

While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine

If we only hadn’t stopped in there for coffee

If someone hadn’t played «The Window Up Above»

Oh, he’d still be mine today but he heard those fiddles play

One look and then I knew this must be love

Oh, that pinball machine’s in the corner

Well, he saw the lights and he had to hear them ring

And he never was the same after he won his first free game

Oh, I lost him to a jukebox and pinball machine