Go out to Santa Fe : my baby go down
I was took all of my clothes : and walk the streets in my morning gown
And before I would stand to see : my baby leave this town
I would beat the train to the crossing : and burn that doggone bridge down
And Dallas is hard : I don't care how you work
There will be somebody coming on your payday : to collect
Hey : don't never make Dallas your home
When you look for your friend : they will all be gone
