one more ride

i long for the trip don't need no grip i'm takin' one more ride

way out there in the prairie air i guess it's in my hide

oh the clickety clack of the railroad track is callin'

if a man could know where the santa fe goes when she gets under steam

and the big loud bell that bongs farewell to hear her whistle scream

she's bound to go where there ain't no snow a fallin'

one more ride

one more ride

i miss the gloom of the prairie moon that seemed to know my name

and the tumbleweed where the prairie don't feed i miss them just the same

they're all a part of a song of heart i'm sayin'

i recall the tune that i sang to the moon and it seemed to make it smile

and i rode away at the close of day and i stayed so long awhile

but i long to be where the memory is ringing

one more ride

one more ride

as the years go by i wonder why i longed to leave my home

and to hit the trail of the iron rail away out there alone

but my heart would sigh till i know that i am leavin'

if i don't come back on a oneway track way down from mexico

you could find me there or any old where that a tumbleweed will grow

it's a goodbye now you'll never know how i'm grievin'

one more ride

one more ride