Midnight Flyer (‘live’ at the Summit, Houston, 1976) Songtext
von Eagles

One, two, three, four

Ooh, midnight flyer
Engineer, won′t you let your whistle moan?
Ooh, midnight flyer
I paid my dues and I feel like traveling 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 any kind of fool you wanted me to be


Ooh, midnight flyer
Engineer, won′t you let your whistle moan?
Ooh, midnight flyer
I paid my dues and I feel like traveling 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
Except when you hear that midnight lonesome whistle whine

Ooh, midnight flyer
Engineer, won′t you let your whistle moan?
Ooh, midnight flyer
I paid my dues and I feel like traveling on, that's right


Ooh, midnight flyer
Engineer, won′t you let your whistle moan?
Ooh, midnight flyer
I paid my dues and I feel like traveling on
I paid my dues and I feel like travelin' on