One More Ride
Embracing Wanderlust: Johnny Cash's Ode to Freedom
Lyrics
I long for the trip I don't need no grip I'm takin' one more ride
I have a strong desire for a journey, and I don't need any restraint. I'm embarking on one more ride.
Way out there in the prairie air I guess it's in my hide
Out in the open prairie air, this longing is ingrained in my nature.
Oh the clickety clack of the railroad track is callin'
The rhythmic sound of the railroad track is calling out to me.
If a man can know where the Santa Fe goes when she gets under steam
If a person can discern the destination of the Santa Fe train when it gains momentum.
And the big loud bell that bongs farewell could hear her whistle scream
The loud farewell bell and the piercing whistle as the train departs.
She's bound to go where there ain't no snow a fallin' one more ride one more ride
The train is destined for a place where there is no snow falling, signaling one more journey.
I miss the gloom of the prairie moon that seemed to know my name
I miss the somber atmosphere of the prairie moon that seemed to recognize and call me.
And the tumbleweed where the prairie don't feed I miss them just the same
The tumbleweed in places where the prairie is barren, I miss them just as much.
They're all a part of a song of heart I'm sayin'
All these elements are part of a heartfelt song I'm expressing.
I recall the tune that I sang to the moon and it seemed to make it smile
I remember a melody I sang to the moon, making it seem pleased.
And I rode away at the close of the day and I stayed so long awhile
I rode away at the end of the day, staying away for a considerable time.
But I long to be where the memory is ringing one more ride one more ride
Yet, I yearn to be where the memories echo, signaling another journey.
As the years go by I wonder why I longed to leave my home
Over the passing years, I question why I desired to leave my home.
And to hit the trail of the iron rail away out there alone
To follow the path of the iron rail, far away and solitary.
But my heart would sigh till I know that I am leavin'
However, my heart feels a sense of relief as I acknowledge my departure.
If I don't come back on a oneway track way down in Mexico
If I don't return on a one-way track, possibly in Mexico.
You can find me there or any old where that a tumbleweed will grow
You can locate me there or anywhere that a tumbleweed might grow.
So it's goodbye now you'll never know how I'm grievin' one more ride one more ride
So, it's a farewell now, and you'll never understand the depth of my sorrow for one more journey.
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