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Capo
2nd Fret
G
Santa-Fe,
C
D
G
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe,
C
G
My woman needs it ev'ryday,
C
G
She promised let me stay,
C
G
D
She's rollin' up a knot to pray to gods away.
G
She's in Santa-Fe,
C
D
G
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe
C
G
Now she's opened up an lets me home,
C
G
She's brown, but she keeps from roam,
C
G
She's open up a happy home,
C
D
G
She'll think when will that be warm in Santa-Fe.
Santa-Fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe.
She's arms never teach to roam,
They're never, ever far from home,
I'll never ever ever roam
To sail away.
She's all feel bad.
No, no, no, no, don't, don't feel bad
She's the worse thing he's ever had.
She's a mad, man that he's so glad
She's over above the hat to bad
She's never caught a cold so bad
She's never disappear so bad
I went away.
Santa-Fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe.
My own heart city lay
I won't have a nature way
And I'm leavin' every day to run away
From Santa Fe, dear dear dear dear dear Santa Fe.
My woman's left sittin' at home
She's actin' the police unknown
She cried like an evening stone
She leap back under a broom
But she ain't gonna find a room
And the tears send her on own ever day.
Copyright © 1973 Dwarf Music
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