Warm Dust Road

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Rode into Tumbleweed just after noon,

Sun burning hot and the sky clear blue.

Horse needed water, I needed a drink,

Had five dollars left and no time to think.

Saloon doors swinging, piano playing loud,

Sheriff watching trouble move through the crowd.

Bought me a whiskey, lost two bits at cards,

Still called it a good day by frontier standards.

Tumbleweed, Tumbleweed, dust in the air,

One man laughing, one man saying a prayer.

Some come for money, some come to hide,

Some just roll in with the desert outside.

Tumbleweed, Tumbleweed, nothing stays still,

A drink in the saloon and a ride up the hill.

If trouble comes knocking, I’ll deal with it then,

Till then I’m just living like a free-born man.

Bought some beans and a box of rounds,

Heard some loud fool running his mouth around town.

I tipped my hat and just carried on through,

Ain’t every insult worth seeing through.

Sun went low and the whole town glowed,

Horse at the hitch and nowhere I owed.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll ride somewhere new,

But tonight Tumbleweed will do just fine too.

Tumbleweed, Tumbleweed, dust in the air,

One good horse and not much of a care.

No grand plan, just wherever I roam,

Out here the road is the closest thing to home.