They say that no man is an island
And good things come to those who wait
But the things i hear are just there to remind me
Every dog will have his day

The spirits they intoxicate me
I watched them infiltrate my soul
They try to say, it's too late for me
Tell my guns I'm coming home

I swear, I'm gonna live forever
Tell my maker he can wait
I'm riding somewhere south of heaven
I'm heading back to Santa Fe
It's judgement day in Santa Fe

Once I was promised absolution
There's only one solution for my sins
You gotta face your ghost, and know with no illusion
That only one of you is going home again

And I blame this world, for making a good man evil
It's this world, that can drive a good man mad
And it's this world that turns a killer into a hero
Well I blame this world for making a good man bad
Now I ain't getting into heaven
If the devil has his way
I swear I'm gonna live forever
Heading back to Santa Fe
Got debts to pay in Santa Fe
It's Judgement day in Santa Fe
Oh lord have mercy

"Guitar solo"

So I save the prayer when I need it most
To the father, the son and the holy ghost
And I'll sign it from a sinner with no name
When I meet my maker, will he close the book
On the hearts I broke and the lives I took
Will he walk away, cause my soul's to late to save

Now I ain't getting into heaven
If the devil has his way
I swear I'm gonna live forever
Heading back to Santa Fe
Got debts to pay in Santa Fe
It's judgment day in Santa Fe