Tumbleweed Trail
(Bob Nolan)
Barren plains where cattle used to low,
Wind and dust and not a thing will grow.
I don’t know what to do, this ain’t the west I knew,
Guess my work is through today.
See that tumbleweed go rollin’ by?
What can his hurry be? Why don’t he wait for me?
He knows I’m goin’ his way.
Gone are the plains where cattle were lowin’,
Gone are the fields where clover was growin’,
Nothing is left and soon I’ll be goin’
Down the tumbleweed trail.
Where is the gal I knew in Wyomin’?
Where are the songs she sang in the gloamin’?
Gone like the wind that started her roamin’
Down the tumbleweed trail.
Sweetheart of mine, I’ll find you;
I know you passed this way
And I’m not far behind you.
I’ll meet you some sweet day
And I will linger, part from you never,
Just as we promised, always together,
Glad that we found this land of forever
Down the tumbleweed trail.
Down the tumbleweed trail.
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