Tumbleweed

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 -

I feel like a broken wagon wheel

When I can't hop a slow-moving train

Think I know how a coyote feels

When he's howling just to

Ease the pain, since he's been away.

Lord, I feel like rolling,

Rolling along, so keep your big

Wind blowing till all my natural

Days are gone -

Till my days are all gone.

I'm just a lonesome tumbleweed

Turning end over end.

Once I pulled all my roots free

I became a slave to the wind,

A slave to the wind.