Lyrics Tumbleweeds

Feel the cold, body and soul
The harvest moon has come and gone

And I, like a tumbleweed, am bound to roam
Most of my life, well it ain’t been my own
From preschool to high school, foxholes and potholes... here am I
And this prairie sky, and the bombs burst in air... and I can’t go home

When the lightning struck me, all the shadows came alive
And the skeletons came out of me and they danced just like flames of fire

And somebody screamed, I think it was me, caught in barbed wire
Why I cling to the things that are killing me I don’t know why
I walk these streets of gold in a wilderness of my own design
And after 40 years, oh, and a billion tears, I ask, Why am I?

Neil Young plays the guitar while the Deadman slowly dies
The road to the west led to his death and I wonder if it was mine

The cold wind blows, and the Prairie Rose she bids me goodbye.... ( x2 )