Tumbling Tumbleweeds
See them tumbling down, Pledging their love to the
ground! Lonely, but free, I'll be found, Drifting along with the tumbling
tumbleweeds . . .
Cares of the past are behind, Nowhere to go, but
I'll find, Just where the trail will wind, Drifting along with the
tumblin'
tumbleweeds . . .
I know when night is gone, That a new world's born at
dawn! I'll keep rolling along, Deep in my heart as a song, Here on the
range I belong, Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds . . .
(
Tumbleweeds, tumbleweeds! See them tumbling down, Pledging their love to the
ground! ) Lonely, but free, I'll be found, Drifting along with the
tumblin'
tumbleweeds . . .
I know (
I Know! ) when night is gone
( hmmm . . . ) That a new world's
born at
dawn! I'll keep rolling along, Deep in my heart as a song, Here on the
range I belong, (
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds . . . ) Drifting along with the
tumblin' tumbleweeds . . . (
Tumbleweeds, tumbleweeds . . . ) Tumble
. . . weeds . . .
Words and Music
by Bob Nolan,
1934
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