I feel like a lonesome tumbleweed rolling across an open plain, I feel like something nobody needs I feel my life drifting away, drifting away -
Brecker, Brecker was the best, Brecker, Why didn't you last, Brecker, We didn't you to past, away, Brecker, Can broadcast, from up there. Brecker, Rest
to keep smoking and a smoking and a smoking on I keep choking and a choking and a choking on I keep selling and a selling and inhaling My tumbleweed, yeah My tumbleweed
let him go But I can't deny the need It's like tyin' a heart To a tumbleweed Tyin' a heart To a tumbleweed Tyin' a heart To a tumbleweed
fear Hey you wanna play your hand Or are you just playing for the girls in the grandstand Don't you wanna roll them bones Are you a tumbleweed or a
town where the sky begins to rain In a dusty run-down honky tonk sits a drifting tumbleweed Thumbing through some magazine that he can't even read Now tumbleweed
Too old to start over to damn stubborn to quit And their kids all get restless waiting for a Greyhound So they can get the hell out of this tumbleweed town Tumbleweed
kids all get restless waiting on that Greyhound So that they can get the hell out of this tumbleweed town But I love my tumbleweed town It's a tumbleweed
See them tumbling down Pledging their love to the ground Lonely but free I'll be found Drifting along with the tumbling tumble weed Cares of the past
From this day on I own my father's gun We dug his shallow grave beneath the sun I laid his broken body down below the southern land It wouldn't do to
Lately of I've been thinking how much I miss my lady Amoreena's in the cornfield brightening in the daybreak Living like a lusty flower, running through
In the quiet silent seconds I, I turned off the light switch And I, I came down to meet you in the half light the moon left While a, a cluster of night
Why hello, say can I buy you another glass of beer? Well, thanks a lot that's kind of you, it's nice to know you care These days there's so much goin'
"I'll catch the tram line in the mornin' With your leave", Van Bushell said He had further heard the cock crow As he stumbled out the shed Then blind
I took myself a blue canoe And I floated like a leaf Dazzling, dancing half enchanted In my Merlin sleep Crazy was the feeling Restless were my eyes
Soon the pines will be falling everywhere Village children fight each other for a share And the 6:09 goes roaring past the creek Deacon Lee prepares his
I pulled out my Stage Coach Times And I read the latest news I tapped my feet in dumb surprise And of course I saw they knew The Pinkertons pulled out
The words I have to say May well be simple but they?re true Until you give your love There?s nothing more that we can do Love is the opening door Love
