Santa Fe
Folks, we finally got a headline
"Newsies Crushed as Bulls Attack!"
Crutchie's callin' me
Dumb crip's just too damn slow
Guys are fightin', bleedin', fallin'
Thanks to good ole' Captain Jack
Captain Jack just wants to close his eyes and go!
Let me go
Far away
Somewhere they won't never find me
And tomorrow won't remind me of today
And the city's finally sleepin'
And the moon looks old and gray
I get on a train that's bound for Santa Fe
And I'm gone!
And I'm done!
No more runnin', no more lyin'
No more fat old men denyin' me my pay
Just a moon so big and yellow
It turns night right into day
Dreams come true
Yeah, they do
In Santa Fe!
Where does it say you gotta live and die here?
Where does it say a guy can't catch a break?
Why should you only take what you're given?
Why should you spend your whole life livin'
Trapped where there ain't no future
Even at seventeen
Breakin' your back for someone else's sake?
If the life don't seem to suit ya
How 'bout a change of scene?
Far from the lousy headlines
And the deadlines in between!
Santa Fe!
My old friend!
I can't spend my whole life dreamin'
Though I know that's all I seem inclined to do
I ain't gettin' any younger
And I wanna start brand new!
I need space!
And fresh air!
Let 'em laugh in my face, I don't care!
Save my place!
I'll be there
Just be real is all I'm askin'
Not some painting in my head
'Cause I'm dead if I can't count on you today
I got nothin' if I ain't got Santa Fe!
"Newsies Crushed as Bulls Attack!"
Crutchie's callin' me
Dumb crip's just too damn slow
Guys are fightin', bleedin', fallin'
Thanks to good ole' Captain Jack
Captain Jack just wants to close his eyes and go!
Let me go
Far away
Somewhere they won't never find me
And tomorrow won't remind me of today
And the city's finally sleepin'
And the moon looks old and gray
I get on a train that's bound for Santa Fe
And I'm gone!
And I'm done!
No more runnin', no more lyin'
No more fat old men denyin' me my pay
Just a moon so big and yellow
It turns night right into day
Dreams come true
Yeah, they do
In Santa Fe!
Where does it say you gotta live and die here?
Where does it say a guy can't catch a break?
Why should you only take what you're given?
Why should you spend your whole life livin'
Trapped where there ain't no future
Even at seventeen
Breakin' your back for someone else's sake?
If the life don't seem to suit ya
How 'bout a change of scene?
Far from the lousy headlines
And the deadlines in between!
Santa Fe!
My old friend!
I can't spend my whole life dreamin'
Though I know that's all I seem inclined to do
I ain't gettin' any younger
And I wanna start brand new!
I need space!
And fresh air!
Let 'em laugh in my face, I don't care!
Save my place!
I'll be there
Just be real is all I'm askin'
Not some painting in my head
'Cause I'm dead if I can't count on you today
I got nothin' if I ain't got Santa Fe!
Credits
Writer(s): Jack A. Feldman, Alan Menken
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