Santa Fe - Eilen Jewell

You picked up a broken bottle

In case anyone gave us any trouble

And we walked all the way back to Cortez

You sang help me dear doctor

At the top of your lungs

You'd been soaking up drink like a sponge

Little boy down the street

We all heard you mournfully

Call again and again for Roberta

Roberta

Roberta

Roberta

The mountain towns burned red

Consumed by a sunset

I'd be happy disappearing under colors like that

And I fell in love with trains

Haunted by the old refrain

You ride the Southern I'll ride the Santa Fe

Santa Fe

Santa Fe

Santa Fe

It was wrong of me to leave

Cause I couldn't stand a perfect thing

But I was too young to know any better

And I'd give the world if it were mine

To let these memories slip my mind

And wake up next to you one more time

One more

One more time

One more

One more time