You can trace the years on a calendar — 1954, 1978, 1996, 2025 — but somehow, George Strait never seemed to age the way the rest of us do. Sure, the lines came, the hair turned silver, but the man stayed the same. The same quiet eyes. The same steady way of standing — like a song that never needed to be rewritten. He built a life on things that don’t fade: faith, family, work that means something. While the world chased noise, he stayed faithful to silence — the kind that holds truth in it. Every decade added a little more dust, a little more grace, and somehow, more light. He never tried to outshine the years. He just walked through them, hat tipped low, heart steady, and a song always waiting on his tongue. Because some men grow older. But a few — like George Strait — just grow truer.

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Introduction

Some songs don’t simply play in the background — they seem to float around you, carrying bits of memory with them. “Amarillo By Morning” is one of those rare pieces. It’s understated and sincere, and so distinctly George Strait that it feels less like a studio track and more like a quiet moment on an empty highway — windows open, dawn breaking, and the world slowly coming alive.

Although Terry Stafford and Paul Fraser wrote it back in 1973, the song didn’t reach its full potential until George Strait included it on his 1982 album Strait from the Heart. The lyrics tell the story of a rodeo cowboy moving from town to town, always chasing the next arena, the next chance to prove himself. He knows the constant travel takes its toll — each goodbye leaving another small mark. Yet the song carries no resentment, no sorrow. Instead, it speaks with calm acceptance, a quiet resilience that mirrors both the cowboy in the story and the man lending his voice to him.

Strait never forces the emotion — he doesn’t need to. His delivery is steady, controlled, and confident, letting the melody and the words guide the listener. When he sings, “I ain’t rich, but Lord, I’m free,” the line lands like a soft prayer lifted into the early morning air — a reminder that freedom, even when it’s lonely or uncertain, remains something deeply meaningful.

What gives “Amarillo By Morning” its enduring power isn’t just its graceful tune; it’s the sincerity at its core. It’s a song about enduring hardship, rising after every setback, and finding moments of peace in the spaces between destinations. The long roads, the dust, the bruises — they all fold into the same steady rhythm.

For George Strait, this track is more than a classic hit; it’s a reflection of his entire musical identity. It captures the values that define him: humility, honesty, and a devotion to the roots of country music.

And maybe that’s why, even after all these years, when that unmistakable fiddle intro begins, everything seems to pause — just long enough for listeners to feel the tug of the open road, the comfort of home, and the promise of the horizon all at once.

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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