Look at that headlight shining through the rain
It must be that old Santa Fe freight train
Yeah
I'm standing on Salteo Tile on an old adobe porch
Across the street the Baptist church, God's own neon torch
With my baby sleeping safe inside, I'm the shadow she's the light.
Now here comes the sound of the Santa Fe at midnight.
Baby wakes up and calls to me: "What is that lonesome sound?
It echoes off the mountains out near the lights of town."
And I say, "Hush now, I come to you an hold you oh so tight
And rock you to the sound of the Santa Fe at midnight."
Blowing trough those cotton fields
And Cana'tior river breaks
Past the shanty towns of old Juarez,
The eagle and the snake
Blowin' across West Texas rattling out of sight
The music of the Santa Fe at midnight,
Making love to the sound of the Santa Fe at midnight.
Well look where we have ended up on the edge of the Great South West
Starin' at those restless trees along the water ditch
And up the Street the Rio Grande like Egypt's old Blue Nile
With the memory of the early ones who rested here a while.
But now the freight trains and the log haul trucks, they're passin' through
They don't have the urge to wink at the likes of me and you
It's all just diesel smoke, iron rail and a running string of lights
The music of the Santa Fe at midnight.
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