G                                            
You picked up a broken bottle
            Em
In case anyone gave us any trouble
             C                                           D
And we walked all the way back to Cortez


                G
You sang help me dear doctor
          Em
At the top of your lungs
                  C                                  D
You'd been soaking up drink like a sponge


G
Little boy down the street 
Em
We all heard you mournfully
       C                             D
Call again and again for Roberta
G           Em
Rober - ta…
C           D
Rober - ta…


       G
The mountain towns burned red
Em
Consumed by a sunset
         C                                       D
I'd be happy disappearing under colors like that

    
       G
And I fell in love with trains,
Em
Haunted by the old refrain
C                                  D
You ride the Southern, I'll ride the Santa Fe
G       Em
Santa Fe…
C       D
Santa Fe…


G
It was wrong of me to leave
Em
'Cause I couldn't stand a perfect thing
C                                                 D
But I was too young to know any better


            G
And I'd give the world if it were mine
Em
To let these memories slip my mind
C                                                     D
And wake up next to you one more time
       G       Em
One more…
C              D
One more time…
       G      Em
One more …
C              D
One more time…