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Date: Wed, 24 Jan 1996 23:35:33 -0500 (EST)
From: "Kelvin W. Sherlock" 
Subject: bob dylan:  Santa Fe crd

Santa Fe, off the bootleg series #2


Intro: A

A
Santa Fe

D            E7                    A
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe

   D                  A
My woman kneels every day

    D                  A
She promises to let me stay

      D                   A                 E
She's ropin' up a knot to pray to light the way
   
E           
She's in.. 

Santa Fe
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe
Now she'll open up to let me home
she crys but she needs to roam
She's warpin up a happy home
She thinks every day will be warm in Santa Fe Santa Fe Dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe Dishonor never needs to roam And never never far from home I'll never ever ever roam to sail away She's all feel bad Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no don't feel bad She's the worst thing he's ever had And the mad man, he's so glad His older brother had it bad His aunt made me feel so bad I went away Santa Fe Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe My home hearts in L.A. I won't have a day to wait And I'm planning every day to run away >From the Santa Fe Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe My woman's never sittin' at home She's packin' a valise unknown She crying like I need been stone She leavin that under and roam But she ain't gonna find her room and the tears send her on her own every day. A Right chords, wrong words.








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