(Paul Craft)
Oh, midnight flyer
Engineer won't you let your whistle moan
Oh midnight flyer
I've paid my dues and I feel like travelin' on.
A runaway team of wild horses
Ain't enough to make me stay
So throw your rope on another woman
And pull him down your way.
Make him into someone
To take the place of me
Make him every kind of fool
You wanted me to be.
Oh, midnight flyer
Engineer won't you let your whistle moan
Oh midnight flyer

I've paid my dues and I feel like travelin' on.
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Maybe I'll stop in Santa Fe
Maybe San Antone
Any town is where I'm bound
Anyway to get me gone.
Don't think about me
Never let me cross your mind
'Cept when you hear that
Midnight lonesome whistle whine.
Oh, midnight flyer
Engineer won't you let your whistle moan
Oh midnight flyer
I've paid my dues and I feel like travelin' on.
Travelin' on...