Music: Neil Sedaka 
Lyrics: Howard Greenfield

When the day is dawnin'
 On a Texas Sunday mornin'
 How I long to be there
 With Marie who's waitin for me there.
 Every lonely city where I hang my hat
 Ain't as half as pretty as where my baby's at.

Is this the way to Amarillo?
 Every night I've been huggin my pillow
 Dreamin' dreams of Amarillo
 And sweet Marie who waits for me.
 Show me the way to Amarillo
 I've been weepin' like a willow
 Cryin' over Amarillo
 And sweet Marie who waits for me.

Sha la la la la la la la...
 Sha la la la la la la la...
 Sha la la la la la la la...

And Marie who waits for me.
 There's a church bell ringin'
 Hear the sound of joy that it's singin'
 For the sweet Maria
 And the guy [bad word] #39; to see her.
 Just beyond the highway
 Lies an open plain
 And it keeps me goin'
 Through the wind and rain.

Is this the way to Amarillo?
 Every night I've been huggin' my pillow
 Dreamin' dreams of Amarillo
 And sweet Marie who waits for me.
 Show me the way to Amarillo
 I've been weepin' like a willow
 Cryin' over Amarillo
 And sweet Marie who waits for me.

Sha la la la la la la la...
 Sha la la la la la la la...
 Sha la la la la la la la...

And Marie who waits for me.