Santa Fe (From Newsies)

Folks, we (Gm7)fi n’lly got a (C)head line: “New sies (Gm7)crushed as bulls at (C)tack!” Crutch ie’s (Eb)call in’ me, dumb (F)crip’s just too damn (C)slow.

Guys are (Gm7)fight in’, bleed in’, (C)fall in’.

Thanks to (Gm7)good ole’ Cap tain (C)Jack.

Cap tain (C)Jack just wants to (D7)close his eyes and (CN.C.)go...

Let me (C)go

far a (Am)way,

some where (F)they won’t (G)nev er (C)find me.

And to (E)mor row won’t re (Am)mind me of to (F)day.

When the (G7)cit y’s fi n’lly (Em7)sleep in’,

(Am7)and the (G)moon looks old and (Am7)gray,

I get (Bbmaj9)on the train that’s (D7)bound for San ta (G7sus)Fe.

And I’m (C)gone!

And I’m (Am)done!

No more (F)run nin’, (G)no more (C)ly in’.

No more (E)fat old men de (Am)ny ing (Am)me my (F)pay.

Just a (G7)moon so big and (C)yel low,

it turns (G)night right in to (Esus)day.

(E7)Dreams come (Dm9)true,

yeah, they (G7sus)do,

in San ta (D)Fe.

(G)Where does it say you (F)got ta live (G)and (Dm)die here?

(G)Where does it say a (F)guy can’t (G)catch a (C)break?

(C)Why should you on ly take what you’re giv en?

(Am)Why should you spend your (Fm)whole life liv in’ (Am)trapped where there ain’t no fu ture,

(Fmaj7)e ven at sev en teen,

(Am)break in’ your back for some one el se’s (Fmaj7)sake?

If the (Bb)life don’t seem to suit ya,

(B)how ’bout a change of (E7sus)scene,

(Am7)far from the lous y head lines and the (Em)dead lines in be tween!

(A7sus)San (A7)ta (D)Fe!

My old (Bm)friend!

I can’t (G)spend my (A)whole life (G)dream (D)in’,

though I (A)know that’s (F#)all I (Bm)seem in (Bm)clined to (G)do.

I ain’t (A7)get tin’ an y (D)young er,

and I (A7)wan na start brand (F#7)new.

I need (Em9)space,

and fresh (Gmaj7)air.

Let ’em (D)laugh in my (A)face, I don’t (Bm)care.

(F#m)Save my (Gmaj7)place,

I’ll be (A7sus)there...

Just be (F)real is all I’m (D)ask in’, not some (F)paint in’ in my (D)head.

’Cause I’m (Em9)dead if I can’t (G)count on you to (Bm)day.

I got (Bb)noth in’, (Bb)if I (Gm7)don’t got (F#m)San (A)ta (Bm7)Fe.