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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeremy Jordan
Jeremy Jordan
Vocals
Brian Koonin
Brian Koonin
Guitar
Dan Levine
Dan Levine
Trombone
Deborah Assael-Migliore
Deborah Assael-Migliore
Cello
Ed Shea
Ed Shea
Percussion
Jeff Marder
Jeff Marder
Programming
Kristina Musser
Kristina Musser
Violin
Mark Hummel
Mark Hummel
Conductor
Mark Thrasher
Mark Thrasher
Woodwinds
Mary Rowell
Mary Rowell
Violin
Mat Eisenstein
Mat Eisenstein
Keyboards
Mineko Yajima
Mineko Yajima
Violin
Ray Kilday
Ray Kilday
Bass
Steven Malone
Steven Malone
Keyboards
Suzanne Ornstein
Suzanne Ornstein
Violin
Tom Murray
Tom Murray
Woodwinds
Trevor D. Neumann
Trevor D. Neumann
Flugelhorn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Menken
Alan Menken
Composer
Jack Feldman
Jack Feldman
Lyrics
Harvey Fierstein
Harvey Fierstein
Book
Danny Troob
Danny Troob
Orchestrator
Michael Kosarin
Michael Kosarin
Arranger
Steve Margoshes
Steve Margoshes
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alan Menken
Alan Menken
Producer
Michael Kosarin
Michael Kosarin
Producer
Frank Filipetti
Frank Filipetti
Mixing Engineer
Chris Montan
Chris Montan
Producer
Brett Mayer
Brett Mayer
Assistant Engineer
Derik Lee
Derik Lee
Recording Engineer
Fred Sladkey
Fred Sladkey
Assistant Engineer
Gloria Kaba
Gloria Kaba
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Folks, we finally got a headline "Newsies Crushed as Bulls Attack!" Crutchie's callin' me Dumb crip's just too damn slow Guys are fightin', bleedin', fallin' Thanks to good ole' Captain Jack Captain Jack just wants to close his eyes and go! Let me go Far away Somewhere they won't never find me And tomorrow won't remind me of today And the city's finally sleepin' And the moon looks old and gray I get on a train that's bound for Santa Fe And I'm gone! And I'm done! No more runnin', no more lyin' No more fat old men denyin' me my pay Just a moon so big and yellow It turns night right into day Dreams come true Yeah, they do In Santa Fe! Where does it say you gotta live and die here? Where does it say a guy can't catch a break? Why should you only take what you're given? Why should you spend your whole life livin' Trapped where there ain't no future Even at seventeen Breakin' your back for someone else's sake? If the life don't seem to suit ya How 'bout a change of scene? Far from the lousy headlines And the deadlines in between! Santa Fe! My old friend! I can't spend my whole life dreamin' Though I know that's all I seem inclined to do I ain't gettin' any younger And I wanna start brand new! I need space! And fresh air! Let 'em laugh in my face, I don't care! Save my place! I'll be there Just be real is all I'm askin' Not some painting in my head 'Cause I'm dead if I can't count on you today I got nothin' if I ain't got Santa Fe!
Writer(s): Jack A. Feldman, Alan Menken Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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