Tumbleweed - 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 then 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
Baby I'm a drifter I'm a vagabond
I'm a here one minute then 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' and 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
Baby like a tumbleweed
Don't you know
Don't you know
Talk to your mama your mama tell you true
She knows best what's good for you
Talk to your mama your mama tell you true
She knows best what's good for you
Talk to your mama your mama tell you true
She knows best what's good for you
Talk to your mama your mama tell you true
She knows best what's good for you
Talk to your mama