Rusty Reid - Roll On Santa Fe

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Taking the train up to Santa Fe My mind is in pieces and I have to get away Have to get away from this solid wall of sickness That I beat my head on every day Watching all that barbed wire rolling on by Bye bye baby, don't you wish that you were here The mountains make the time and my troubles disappear And I like feeling that way So Roll On Santa Fe Got us some friends up there we're gonna see And let me tell you, buddy, they're important to me I'd run a thousand miles to make connections with you I'm sitting by this window trying to get back to Watching all that barbed wire rolling on by Bye bye baby, don't you wish that you were here The mountains make the time and my troubles disappear And I like feeling that way So Roll On Santa Fe Please Mister Brakeman, don't you look so down at me I'm one of these conditions that he dislikes to see Club cars, fancy bars, they're nowhere to me I'm just trying to move myself on up the line a little Taking the train up to Santa Fe Good luck tomorrow doesn't bring it in today Away all you conditions trying to get a piece of me With all of this momentum I don't care if we agree Watching all that barbed wire rolling on by Bye bye baby, don't you wish that you were here The mountains make the time and my troubles disappear And I like feeling that way So Roll On Santa Fe Roll on, bye bye baby, roll on, bye bye baby...
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