| I was traveling through the country
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| A golden sunset at my back
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| And when nighttime overtook me
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| I found a place to hang my hat
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| So I walked in through the front door
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| The smell of cigarettes and paint
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| That’s when I first set my eyes on
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| The yellow rose of Santa Fe
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| She was dancing with no music
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| She was floating in the air
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| And all the while that precious flower
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| Stayed between her strands of hair
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| I asked if she’d ever been lonely
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| She said I’ve never been at all
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| So she took me worn and weary
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| And led me drifting down the hall
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| She read me like the front page
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| And she loved me like a storm
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| Though she fixed me with her cold gaze
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| I’ve never seen a smile so warm
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| In the morning she was nowhere
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| As the moon is in the day
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| The only souvenir she left me
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| The yellow rose of Santa Fe
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| Now I moved on and I got married
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| Had three children with my wife
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| There’s not a single day that passes
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| That I’m not happy with my life
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| But I’m still walking with my shoes off
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| I don’t think about her every day
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| But I still carry it with me
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| The yellow rose of Santa Fe
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| I was traveling through the country
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| The golden sunset in a haze
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| And I can see it in the red sky
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| The yellow rose of Santa Fe
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| I can see it in the red sky
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| The yellow rose of Santa Fe |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yellow Rose of Santa Fe , by - Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors. Song from the album Souvenir, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня