Get There From Here by William Elliott Whitmore Lyrics

There's a place, there's a place
Just up north a ways
Where anyone can find some work
And earn a decent pay

All my life, all my life
I've tried to make it right
But I must leave, I must leave
Yeah I'm headed north tonight

If I can, if I can, if I can
Get there from here
I'll send some money home
And I'll be back again next year

The desert wind, the desert wind
It cuts into my skin
The full moon and the bonfire flame
Both know me by name

La Santa Muerte, La Santa Muerte
Bless our weary way
Give our legs the strength to walk
Gotta make it to Santa Fe
If I can, if I can, if I can
Get there from here
I'll send some money home
And I'll be back again next year

If I can, hope I can, hope I can
Get there from here
There's darkness in my eyes
But the sun's about to rise

In this place, in this place
I have a stranger's face
They don't understand they don't recognize
Can't see the world through my eyes

To provide for my little ones
I'll do anything I can
Jump the fence, outrun the dogs
Defy the laws of man

If I can, if I can, if I can
Get there from here
I'll send some money home
And I'll be back again next year

If I can, hope I can, hope I can
Get there from here
I've seen darkness in my time
But the sun's gonna shine
I've seen darkness in my time
But the sun's gonna shine