is this the Way to Amarillo - Tony Christie

When the day is dawning, on a Texas Sunday morning,
How I long to be there, with Marie who's waiting for me there,
Ev'ry lonely city where I hang my hat,
Ain't half as pretty as where my baby's at.
Is this the way to Amarillo?
Ev'ry night I've been hugging my pillow,
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo,
And sweet Marie who waits for me.
Show me the way to Amarillo,
I've been weeping like a willow,
Crying 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 sweet Marie who waits for me.
There's a church bell ringing,
It's a song of joy that it's singing,
For the sweet Maria
And the guy who's coming to see her.
Just beyond the highway,
There's an open plain,
And it keeps me going,
Through the wind and rain.
Is this the way to Amarillo?
Ev'ry night I've been hugging my pillow,
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo,
And sweet Marie who waits for me.
Show me the way to Amarillo,
I've been weeping like a willow,
Crying 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 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 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