Santa Fe (from Newsies) sing and play along

Folks, we fin'lly 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.

When the city's fin'lly sleepin', and the moon looks old and gray,

I get on the 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 denying 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 paintin' in my head.

'Cause I'm dead if I can't count on you today.

I got nothin', if I don't got Santa Fe.