[00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:04.388] Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe
[00:11.399] My woman needs it ev’ryday
[00:14.285] She promised this a-lad she’d stay
[00:17.086] She’s rollin’ up a lotta bread to toss away
[00:21.945] She’s in Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe
[00:29.916] Now she’s opened up an old maid’s home
[00:32.451] She’s proud, but she needs to roam
[00:35.320] She’s gonna write herself a roadside poem about Santa Fe
[00:43.046] Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe
[00:50.725] Since I’m never gonna cease to roam
[00:53.203] I’m never, ever far from home
[00:55.638] But I’ll build a geodesic dome and sail away
[01:01.013] Don’t feel bad, no, no, no, no, don’t feel bad
[01:08.524] It’s the best food I’ve ever had
[01:10.958] Makes me feel so glad
[01:13.626] That she’s cooking in a homemade pad
[01:16.249] She never caught a cold so bad when I’m away
[01:21.419] Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe
[01:28.605] My shrimp boat’s in the bay
[01:31.340] I won’t have my nature this way
[01:33.899] And I’m leanin’ on the wheel each day to drift away from
[01:39.001] Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe
[01:46.339] My sister looks good at home
[01:53.759] She’s lickin’ on an ice cream cone
[01:56.382] She’s packin’ her big white comb
[02:00.419] What does it weigh