Santa Fe

SantaFe

(vocal Kathy Fleischmann )

I'm missing my Santa Fe, and the world I knew in a better day. 

My heart aches for Santa Fe, and I'm going home, yes I'm going home. 

They said we were almost through, we'd be shipping out in a week or two. 

I knelt by my tent and prayed for my Western World . . . and my Western Ways. 

There, where the setting sun lays carpets of gold. 

Where the Rio Grande, runs straight through my soul. 

Santa Fe, Santa Fe.  

I carried the picture close, a reminder here of what matters most - 

the photo of you and me on that final day, down in Santa Fe.. 

I stared at the city fires and the darkened smoke from the temple spires. 

I fell as the shot rang out, and I slipped away, to my Santa Fe. 

 

There, where the setting sun lays carpets of gold. 

Where the Rio Grande, runs straight through my soul. 

Santa Fe, Santa Fe, Santa Fe.  

I'm walking in Santa Fe, in the world I know and the place I'll stay. 

My heart rests in Santa Fe, now I'm home, yes I'm home.