Along the Santa Fe Trail
Al Dubin, Wilhelm Grosz
Angels, come to paint the desert nightly,
When the moon is beaming brightly,
Along the Santa Fe trail,
Stardust scattered all along the highway,on a rainbow colored skyway,
Along the Santa Fe trail,
Beside you, I'm riding every hill and dale,
While shadows hide me, just like a pretty purple veil,
Thereby hangs a tale,I found you and the mountains that surround you, are the walls I built around you.
Along the Santa Fe trail.
