Albert West, became first known through his involvement in the band The Shuffles (1963-1973) when they scored a worldwide hit with 'Cha la la, I need you'. But already soon in the 60s he went solo and became one of the most popular singers in the Netherlands in the early 70s.
The last years he is also known as presenter for Dutch radio and television.
He died 4 june 2015 as the result of a car accident a week before.
Amarillo
Albert West Lyrics
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On a Texas Sunday morning
How I long to be there
With Marie who's waiting for me there
Every lonely city
Where I hang my hat
Ain't as half as pretty
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
And Marie who waits for me
There's a church bell ringing
Hear the 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)
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
Oh, I've been weeping like a willow
Crying over Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me
And Marie who waits for me
And Marie who waits for me
The song "Amarillo" by Albert West tells the story of a man who is separated from his love, Marie, in the state of Texas. He longs to be with her as he travels and performs in different cities, but none of them compare to the beauty of Amarillo where she lives. Every Sunday morning, he wishes to be there with her rather than where he is. The song also mentions a church bell ringing in celebration of the man's arrival to see Marie. Despite the challenges he faces like wind and rain, he persists on his journey to find the way to Amarillo and be reunited with his love.
The lyrics evoke a sense of nostalgia and longing for home, as well as the power of love to motivate someone to overcome obstacles. The repetition of the phrase "Is this the way to Amarillo?" and the descriptions of the open plain and church bell create a vivid and memorable image of the journey the man takes to reach his destination. The song has become a classic love ballad, capturing the hearts of listeners with its romantic and hopeful message.
Line by Line Meaning
When the day is dawning
At the beginning of the day
On a Texas Sunday morning
On a Sunday morning in Texas
How I long to be there
How much I want to be there
With Marie who's waiting for me there
With Marie who is waiting for me in Amarillo
Every lonely city
Every city that I am alone in
Where I hang my hat
Where I temporarily stay
Ain't as half as pretty
Is not nearly as beautiful
As where my baby's at!
As where my sweet Marie is waiting for me
Is this the way to Amarillo?
Am I on the correct path to Amarillo?
Every night I've been hugging my pillow
Every night, I go to bed alone
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo
Imagining being in Amarillo with Marie
And sweet Marie who waits for me
And my lovely Marie, who patiently waits for my arrival
Show me the way to Amarillo
Guide me to the direction of Amarillo
I've been weeping like a willow
I have been crying
Crying over Amarillo
Crying because I miss Amarillo
And sweet Marie who waits for me
And my dearest Marie, who eagerly anticipates my arrival
There's a church bell ringing
The sound of the church bell
Hear the song of joy that it's singing
Listen to the happy song it is playing
For the sweet Maria
For my dear Marie
And the guy who's coming to see her
And for me, the man coming to see her
Just beyond the highway
Just past the highway
There's an open plain
There is an open landscape
And it keeps me going (Through the wind and rain)
And it motivates me, even in difficult conditions
Is this the way to Amarillo?
Am I still on the correct path to Amarillo?
Every night I've been hugging my pillow
Every night, I spend alone in bed
Dreaming dreams of Amarillo
Fantasizing about my time in Amarillo with Marie
And sweet Marie who waits for me
And my beloved Marie, who looks forward to my arrival
Show me the way to Amarillo
Direct me back to the path to Amarillo
Oh, I've been weeping like a willow
Oh, I have been crying a lot
Crying over Amarillo
Crying because I miss Amarillo so much
And sweet Marie who waits for me
And my lovely Marie, who waits patiently for my return
And Marie who waits for me
And my precious Marie, who eagerly awaits my arrival
Contributed by Adalyn Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@valeriavarjasnebalazs1431
Nagyon hangulatos, vidΓ‘m szΓ‘m egy nagyon szimpatikus Γ©nekes.
@e.jansen3016
Inmiddels 5 jaar overleden. Nog steeds niet te bevatten dat deze sympathieke man er niet meer is.
@e.jansen3016
@Robin Hood Wat voor reactie verwacht je hierop? Vind het beneden alle peil.
@WvhKerkhof
Later werd dit een wereldhit.
@harriettehermie3399
Prachtig
@jaimyvanputten1220
Wie is er overleden
@liekevandevlekkert2122
Rip Albert
@SDeww
de playback show...
@playonkorg
RenΓ© Froger
@lianneadelaars8499
mseake