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