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