(Emmylou Harris/Rodney Crowell)

My baby never was the cheatin' kind 
But it wasn't 'cause the ladies didn't try 
Now everywhere we go 
They're walkin' 'round him slow 
Givin' 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'd you want my baby for 
Oh Amarillo now he won't come home no more 
You done played a trick on me 
Hooked him in the first degree 
While 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 
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 was in the corner 
Well he saw the lights and he had to hear 'em ring 
And he never was the same after he won his first free game 
Oh I lost him to a jukebox and a pinball machine 

Oh Amarillo what'd you want my baby for 
Oh Amarillo now he won't come home no more 
You done played a trick on me 
Hooked him in the first degree 
While he put another quarter 
Push Dolly and then Porter 
While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine 

Oh Amarillo what'd you want my baby for 
Oh Amarillo now he won't come home no more 
You done played a trick on me 
Hooked him in the first degree 
While he put another quarter 
Push Dolly and then Porter 
While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine