Coco Montoya Tumbleweed
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
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 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 best 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 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
I gotta roll where the four winds blow, just like a
tumbleweed
Talk to your mama, your mama tell you true
She knows best what's good for you
