WRITERS DON WILLIAMS, CHARLES COCHRAN, DAVID POMEROY
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Which way is Santa Fe, New Mexico
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I¡¯ve got some things to say, she needs to know
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Small brown adobe there, where lives my heart
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I just can¡¯t make it here, with us apart
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Which way is Santa Fe, New Mexico
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There was a dream I had, I had to see
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Salt of the ocean breeze, calling to me
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So much for me to do, so much to be
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Where is the dream I had, what do I see
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How can so much so right, be wrong
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Why should you have to leave
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To know where you belong
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Whick Way Is Santa Fe
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Don Williams |