One More Ride

I [A]long for a trip, I don't need no grip,

I'm takin' one more ride
'[D]Way out there in the prarie air

I guess it's in my hide
Oh, the [A]clickety clack of the railroad track is [E7]callin'
If a [A]man could know where the Santa Fe goes

when she gets under steam
and the [D]big round bell that bongs farewell

Could hear her whistle scream
He's [A]bound to go where there [E7]ain't no snow a-f[A]allin'
One m[E7]ore r[A]ide, o[D]ne m[E7]ore r[A]ide

I miss the gloom of the prarie moon
that seemed to know my name
and the tumbleweed where the prarie dog feed,
I miss them just the same
They're all a part of my song at heart I'm singin'
I recall a 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 ringin'
One more ride, one more ride

As the years go by, I wonder why
I long to leave my home
And I hit the trail of the iron rail
away out there alone
But my heart just sighed 'till I know that I am leavin'
If I don't come back on a one-way track
way down from Mexico
You can find me there or any old where
that a tumbleweed will grow
It's goodbye now, you'll never know how I'm grievin'
One more ride, one more ride