| Midnight Flyer |
| Oo, Midnight Flyer Engineer, won't you let your whistle moan? Oo, Midnight Flyer I paid my dues and I feel like trav'lin' on A runaway team of horses ain't enough to make me stay So throw your rope on another man And pull him down your way Make him into someone who can take the place of me Make him every kind of fool you wanted me to be Oo, Midnight Flyer Engineer, won't you let your whistle moan? Oo, Midnight Flyer, I paid my dues and I feel like trav'lin' on Maybe I'll go to Santa Fe, maybe San Antone, Any town is where I'm bound any way to get me gone Don't think about me, never let me cross your mind 'Cept when you hear that midnight lonesome whistle whine Oo, Midnight Flyer Engineer, won't you let your whistle moan? Oo, Midnight Flyer I paid my dues and I feel like trav'lin' on I paid my dues and I feel like trav'lin' on |