Lyrics:

Written by B. Nolan



I long for a trip, I 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 clickity-clack of the railroad track is callin'

If a man can know where the Santa Fe goes, when she gets under steam

And the big loud bell that bongs farewell, could hear her whistle scream

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

One more ride

One more ride



I miss the gloom, of the pale white moon that seemed to know my name

And the tumbleweed, where the prairie dog feed, I miss them just the same

They're all a part of the song of heart I'm singin'

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 stayed so long in a while

But I long to be where the memory is ringin'



One more ride

One more ride



As the years go by I wonder why I long to leave my home

And to 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 on a one-way track way down in Mexico

You can find me there or any old where that tumbleweed will grow

It's goodbye now, you'll never know I'm grieving



One more ride

One more ride

One more ride

One more ride