| 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. |
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