I long for the 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 
Oh the clickety 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 
She's bound to go where there ain't no snow a fallin' one more ride one more ride 
I miss the gloom of the prairie moon that seemed to know my name 
And the tumbleweed where the prairie don't feed I miss them just the same 
They're all a part of a song of heart I'm sayin' 
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 the day and I stayed so long awhile 
But I long to be where the memory is ringing one more ride one more ride 
As the years go by I wonder why I longed to leave my home 
And to hit the trail of the iron rail away out there alone 
But my heart would sigh till I know that I am leavin' 
If I don't come back on a oneway track way down in Mexico 
You can 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 one more ride