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 jump a slow-moving train   Think I know how a coyote feels   howling just to ease the pain, since you've 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.      Feel like 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.      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.      Feel like a lonesome tumbleweed   turning end over end.   Once I pulled all my roots free   I became a slave to the wind,   Just a slave to the wind.