"Santa Fe (Prologue)" from Newsies
You keep your small life in a big city,
Give me a big life in a small town.
They say folks is dying to get here,
Me, I'm dying to get away.
To a little town out west that spanking new.
And while I ain't never been there I can see it clear as day.
If you want, I betchu you can see it too.
Close your eyes come with me,
Where it's clean and green and pretty
And they went and made a city outta clay...