Santa Fe (Prologue)

Them streets down there
 They sucked the life right outta my old man
 Well, they ain't doin' that to me!
 But everyone wants to come to New York
 You keep your small life in the big city
 Give me a big life in a small town
 They say folks is dyin' to get here
 Me, I'm dyin' to get away
 To a little town out west that's spankin' new
 And while I ain't never been there
 I can see it clear as day
 If you want, I bet'cha you could see it, too
 Close your eyes
 Come with me
 Where it's clean and green and pretty
 And they went and made a city outta clay
 Why, the minute that ya get there
 Folks'll walk right up and say
 "Welcome home, son
 Welcome home to Santa Fe!"
 Plantin' crops
 Splittin' rails
 Swappin' tales around the fire
 'Cept for Sunday when you lie around all day
 Soon, your friends are more like family
 And they's beggin' you to stay!
 Ain't that neat?
 Livin' sweet
 In Santa Fe
 Hey, no one worries about no gimp leg in Santa Fe
 You just hop a Palomino, you'll ride in style!
 Picture me, ridin' in style
 Hey, I bet a few months of clean air
 You could toss that crutch for good!
 Santa Fe
 You can bet
 We won't let them bastids beat us
 We won't beg no one to treat us fair and square
 There's a life that's worth the livin'
 And I'm gonna do my share
 Work the land
 Chase the sun
 Swim the whole Rio Grande just for fun!
 Watch me stand!
 Watch me run
 
 Hey, hey
 Don't you know that we's a family?
 Would I let you down?
 No way
 Just hold on, kid
 'Til that train makes
 Santa Fe