作词 : Bob Dylan 作曲 : Bob Dylan Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe My woman needs it ev’ryday She promised this a-lad she’d stay She’s rollin’ up a lotta bread to toss away She’s in Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe Now she’s opened up an old maid’s home She’s proud, but she needs to roam She’s gonna write herself a roadside poem about Santa Fe Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe Since I’m never gonna cease to roam I’m never, ever far from home But I’ll build a geodesic dome and sail away Don’t feel bad, no, no, no, no, don’t feel bad It’s the best food I’ve ever had Makes me feel so glad That she’s cooking in a homemade pad She never caught a cold so bad when I’m away Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe My shrimp boat’s in the bay I won’t have my nature this way And I’m leanin’ on the wheel each day to drift away from Santa Fe, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe My sister looks good at home She’s lickin’ on an ice cream cone She’s packin’ her big white comb What does it weigh
[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
