G You picked up a broken bottleEm In case anyone gave us any troubleC D And we walked all the way back to CortezG You sang help me dear doctorEm At the top of your lungsC D You'd been soaking up drink like a spongeG Little boy down the streetEm We all heard you mournfullyC D Call again and again for RobertaG Em Rober - ta…C D Rober - ta…G The mountain towns burned redEm Consumed by a sunsetC D I'd be happy disappearing under colors like thatG And I fell in love with trains,Em Haunted by the old refrainC D You ride the Southern, I'll ride the Santa FeG Em Santa Fe…C D Santa Fe…G It was wrong of me to leaveEm 'Cause I couldn't stand a perfect thingC D But I was too young to know any betterG And I'd give the world if it were mineEm To let these memories slip my mindC D And wake up next to you one more timeG Em One more…C D One more time…G Em One more …C D One more time…
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