The Way to Santa Fe

INTRO: ECABE ECABE VERSE 1: E C#m I hate the taste of salt A B E That I have in my mouth E C#m And I have cursed the heat A B E Too many times to count E C#m My mind has turned as flaky A B E As the skin upon my nose E C#m No more seeking refuge A B E From this leaky garden hose PRE-CHORUS/CHORUS: B So get to the closet, darlin A E Where all your coats are hung B We're gonna go get a little A E Mountain air in our lungs A We can make the border E Before the break of day A B E E#m Do you know the way to Santa Fe ECABE VERSE 2: This car runs a little rough Yeah, but she'll be alright 'Cuz this won't be the first time She's had to run all night We'll eat our meals on the dashboard And we'll sleep in some hotels After all, that turquoise Always suited you so well Let this highway take us Wherever it may lead The waterdrops on the hood Look like rosary beads We will find ouR own redemption Somewhere along the way A B (pause) Do you know the way to Santa Fe JAM: EBAABE EBAABE EBAABE EBA ECABE ECABE VERSE 3: I'll call in sick to work You can call in sick to school We're goin' in search of vacancy signs Over luke warm swimming pools We'll take our chances lightly We'll make common things make sense Once I smell that desert air Through my air conditioning vents Just leave the phone machine on Just let the milk go bad We'll laugh at the carpet on the walls And the lumpy matress pad Who says that you can't go to bed In the middle of the day Do you know the way to Santa Fe (Thanks to rschend@hotmail.com for tabs)