Tumbleweed Songtext
von Coco Montoya

I go from city to city, coast to coast
Highways and byways Lord, I′m healin' to post
I got to roll just like a tumbleweed
I gotta roll where the four winds blow, just like a tumbleweed

I got everything I own in a brown paper sack
Keep it stashed by the railroad track
I got to roll just like a tumbleweed, baby
I gotta roll where the four winds blow, just like a tumbleweed

Baby, I′m a drifter, I'm a vagabond
I'm-a here one minute, next I′m gone
I don′t need no family, can't afford no wife
I wasn′t made for domestic life

Well, you talk to your mama, your mama tell you true
She knows better what's good for you
I got to roll just like a tumbleweed, baby
I gotta roll where the four winds blow, just like a tumbleweed (yeah, yeah)


Oh, baby, I′m a drifter, I'm a vagabond
I′m-a here one minute, next I'm gone
I don't need no family, can′t afford no wife
I wasn′t made for domestic life

Won't you stop all your cryin′, pack your things
Save it for the man with the diamond rings
I've gotta roll, oh baby, like a tumbleweed
I gotta roll where the four winds blow, just like a tumbleweed
I gotta roll where the four winds blow, just like a tumbleweed, baby
I gotta roll where the four winds blow, just like a tumbleweed, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ahh, ahh yeah
May be like a tumbleweed

Don′t you know, don't you know sing it
Talk to your mama, your mama tell you true (you say)
She knows better what′s good for you (what you say)
Talk to your mama, your mama tell you true
She knows better what's good for you (one more time)
Talk to your mama, your mama tell you true
She knows better what's good for you (mama, mama, mama)
Talk to your mama, your mama tell you true
She knows better what′s good for you (you better take me home now)
Talk to your mama