| I will long for a 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 | |
| For the clickety-clack of the railroad track is callin' | |
| If a man that knows where the Santa Fe goes | |
| When she gets under steam | |
| And a big loud bell bids a fond farewell | |
| To hear her whistle scream | |
| She's bound to go where there ain't no snow a-fallin' | |
| One more ride | |
| I will miss the gloom of the pale white moon | |
| That seemed to know my name | |
| And the tumbleweeds where the prairie dogs feed | |
| I miss them just the same | |
| They're all a part of the song in my heart I'm singin' | |
| I recall a tune that I sang to the moon | |
| It seemed to make him smile | |
| As I rode away at the close of day | |
| And stayed so long, awhile | |
| But I long to be where the memory is ringin' | |
| One more ride | |
| As the years roll by, I wonder why | |
| I long to leave my home | |
| And hit the trail of the iron rail | |
| Away out there alone | |
| But my heart will sigh 'til I know that I am leavin' | |
| If I don't come back there's a one-way track | |
| Way down in Mexico | |
| You'll find me there or any old where | |
| That a tumbleweed will grow | |
| So it's goodbye now, you'll never know how I'm grievin' | |
| One more ride |
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