Cold Night In Santa Fe

Am D Am D

[Verse 1]

Am                                      D
   Maybe I should just keep actin' like nothin's wrong
Am                                           D
   Or maybe that's a damn fool's way of just holdin' on
         C                           Am                         F
To some wasted little thing that anybody else would see is wrong
             G                   E                Am      D
Just like an old man tellin' the same joke everyday
             F                                G                      C
It ain't the knowin'-that-it's-over, it's the watchin'-it-slippin'-away


[Verse 2]

Am                                                   D
    I wonder if the birds'll ever sing the way they used to do
Am                                                    D
    When will this empty pillow next to me not be a lonesome view?
C                                               Am                  
    I wanna hear a different melody, but there just ain't nothin' 
   F
new
         G                    E                             Am
It's the same old song that keeps me shackled here in this bed
D                 F                                  G             
    It ain't the what-you-think-is-comin', it's the sad truth it 
       C
isn't here


[Chorus]

           F                    C
It doesn't matter if I still remember
           F                    C
That cold night down in Santa Fe

          F                            C
Where you told me all your lonely secrets
      F                            C
And I swore I'd never give 'em away
         F                            C
I bought you a necklace down in the market
        F                        C
You got me that old pawnshop guitar
            F                       D                            G
You read me my first love song the whole way back home in the car


[Verse 3]

Am D Am D

C                                    Am                    F
    Sometimes I wonder if I made this whole thing up in my head
            G                   E                             F Am D
Just like a kid in his room afraid of what he'll find in dark
             F                       G                       C       F
But when I turn on the light I can see it's really fallin' apart
                C       F
It's fallin' apart
                  C      F
It's fallin' apart
                       C      F          C
Yeah, I'm fallin' apart

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