This song was written while traveling Western USA/Canada, a tumbleweed would cross our paths from time to time but we had 'em beat.
lyrics
Tumbleweed
I’m a real Johnny Appleseed, Roaming round footloose and fancy-free,
This is life out on the road, it’s get up and go, when the wind blows,
*Tumbleweed aint got shit on me…
Rolling down highway 101, I got my little brother Hunter riding in the shotgun,
Waking up cold in the middle of the night, waiting for the warmth of daylight.
*
My grass-roots wont keep me down, Looking for another solid piece of ground.
Someplace I can call my own, sometime when all my seeds have sown.
*
They say time flies when you’re having fun, well it disappears when you’re on the run.
I’m taking the high road there, and it won’t be long till I’ve taken to air.
*
Hey pretty baby, what’s your name? Does it really matter, is it all the same?
Come morning tide I’ll be headed out of here, and you won’t remember me within a year.
So what’s the point of looking if we’ll never see, whether you and I were ever meant to be.
*…Babe, can’t you see, I was born Free
And Tumbleweed aint got shit on me!
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