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Santa-Fe
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe
My woman needs it ev'ryday
She promised this a-lad she'd stay
She's rollin' up a lotta bread
To toss away

She's in Santa-Fe
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe
Now she's opened up an old maid's home
She's proud but she needs to roam
She's gonna write herself a roadside poem
About Santa-Fe

Santa-Fe
Dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe
Since I'm never gonna cease to roam
I'm never, ever far from home
But I'll build a geodesic dome
And sail away

Don't feel bad
No, no, no, no, don't feel bad
It's the best food I've ever had
Makes me feel so glad
That she's cooking in a home made pad
She never caught a cold so bad
When I'm away

Santa-Fe
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe
My shrimp boat's in the bay
I won't have my nature this way
And I'm leanin' on the wheel each day
To drift away

From Santa-Fe
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe
My sister looks good at home
She's lickin' on an ice cream cone
She's packin' her big white comb
What does it weigh?

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