One more ride
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1. I long for a trip, don't need no grip, I'm takin'
one more ride,
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way out there in the prairie
air, I guess it's in my hide
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for the clickety-clack
of the railroad track is callin'.
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If a man that knows where the
when she gets under steam,
G
and a big loud bell bids a
fond farewell
to hear her whistle scream,
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G A D
she's bound to go where there ain't no snow a-fallin'.
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One more ride. (+ choir imitates long-drawn train
whistle)
D
2. I will miss the gloom of the pale white moon
that seemed to know my name,
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and the tumbleweeds where the
prairie dogs feed,
I miss them just the same,
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A
they're all a part of the song
in my heart I'm singin'.
D
I recall a tune that I sang to
the moon, it seemed to make him smile,
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as I rode away at the close of
day and stayed so long, awhile,
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A D
but I long to be where the
memory is ringin'.
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D G - D - A - D
One more ride. (+ choir imitates long-drawn train
whistle)
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3. As the years roll by, I wonder why I long to leave my home,
G
and hit the trail of the iron
rail away out there alone,
D
A
but my heart will sigh 'til I
know that I am leavin'.
D
If I don't come back there's a
one-way track way down in
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you'll find me there or any
old where that a tumbleweed will grow,
D
A G A D
so it's goodbye now, you'll never know how
I'm grievin'.
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D G - D - A - D
One more ride. (+ choir imitates long-drawn train
whistle)
(Roy Rogers & Sons of Pioneers)