This Is The To Dance

Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la When the day is dawning On a Texas Sunday morning How I long to be there With Marie who's waiting for me there Every lonely city (la-la-la-la-la) Where I hang my hat (la-la-la-la-la) Ain't as half as pretty As where my baby's at Is this the way to Amarillo? Every 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 Marie who waits for me There's a church bell ringin' Hear the song of joy that it's singin' For the sweet Maria And the guy who's coming to see her Just beyond the highway (la-la-la-la-la) There's an open plain (la-la-la-la-la) And it keeps me going through the wind and rain Is this the way to Amarillo? Every 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 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 Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Cryin' babies on the doorstep, Helpless as can be, Lady of the evening, Set your mind free. Grown up in a ghetto, Never seen a tree, oh... If you don't understand The words to this song It's on you, It's on me If you don't understand The words to this song It's on you, It's on me, yeah If you try to make it better, Try to pull it in You take it from your pocket, You'll take it from within, yeah You'll take it from your pride, y'all, You're right back where you been, yeah. It's sort of like a seesaw Up and down again. The key is in vacation? If you don't understand The words to this song, It's on you, It's on me If you don't understand, Don't get me wrong, It's on you, It's on me, yeah. (Sax solo) If you don't understand The words to this song, It's on me, It's on you, yeah. If you don't understand, Don't get me wrong, It's on you It's all about you and me, ya'll (A second sax solo) Cryin' babies On the doorstep Grown up in a ghetto, Never seen a tree If you don't understand The words to this song, It's on me, It's on you If you don't understand, Don't get me wrong, It's on me, It's on you