Tumbleweed (3:32) (Douglas Van Arsdale) Lyrics

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.