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A Cowboy Swing Tune Clouds are forming in the distance A storm is heading this way but when I look right above me the sky is clear, there’s not a trace of gray the brightest brights The bluest blues the darkest nights the endless views ( hues) Here am I under santa fe skies I’m Dreamin dreams Planning plans scheming schemes will they ever get goin’? but I’m getting by under santa fe skies There are clouds that look like mountains with shadows lying low and clouds that look like the ocean all stretched out at sunset’s glow Singing songs Driving along I- 25 I’m doing just fine Under Santa fe skies I don’t like feelilng landlocked Those earth tones can get to me But all I have to do is look up Santa Fe skies change just like the sea The beauty’s profound without making a sound There ain’t nothing like living a life (oo what a sight- feeling alright) Under Santa fe Skies Every evening something different It can take your breath away and it could change in an instant Like TIME it’s here then passes away The beauty’s profound without making a sound OO,what a sight here am I Under santa fe Skies the brightest brights The bluest blues the darkest nights the endless views I’m feeling fine under santa fe skies-- I’m living my life under santa fe skies I’m doing alright under santa fe skies a cowboy swing tune