One More Ride — текст песни (Stuart Marty)

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