Sante Fe

E C#m E C#m E C#m E C#m F#m C#m A Since I can’t have you here F#m C#m A E C#m E C#m I’m going the places you’d be taking me if you could F#m C#m A And its crystal clear F#m C#m A E C#m E C#m That even with distance I am loving you like I should F#m C#m A And I go walking where F#m C#m A E C#m E C#m There’s quartz in the gravel and jasper in the yard F#m C#m A Nobody watching you F#m C#m A E C#m E C#m Just the painted Mother Marys and the cowboys made of bronze G#m Gm F#m A We’re gonna move some day B E C#m E C#m We’re gonna move to Santa Fe E C#m E C#m F#m A F#m A E C#m E C#m F#m A F#m A E C#m E C#m E C#m E B C#m F#m A In the midnight hour F#m A E C#m E C#m I go quiet with a dream of you in mind F#m A And like the sun F#m A E C#m E C#m It warms my skin and brightens up my eyes F#m C#m A We’re gonna move some day F#m C#m A E C#m E C#m To that adobe house with turquoise painted gates F#m C#m A And once it’s done F#m A E C#m E The days will move at just the perfect pace G#m Gm F#m A We’re gonna move some day B E C#m We’re gonna move to Santa Fe, E C#m E C#m E C#m Sante Fe, Santa Fe