Lletres: Trent Willmon. Broken In. Tumbleweed Town.

He said "I'm gone to west Texas"
They said "Hell, you've gone crazy
Ain't nothin out there
But coyotes and comanches"
But he headed out anyway
As far as he could
Till the heat finally got to them mules

Sold whiskey and cigars
To passin' through would-be settlers
But no body wants to settle
Where there ain't no damn water
But then they figured out a windmill
Could pump it from the ground
And up sprang a tumbleweed town

Chorus:
Where the lonely wind blows
Like it's angry for bein' there
A flat piece of stone
In the middle of no where
The town never grows
Cause no body can keep their roots down
It's a tumbleweed town

They came in like gypsies
To steal that black gold
And the town's population
Increased hundred more
But they scattered like quail
When all the oil wells ran out
Left no trace of the riches they found

Then some big shot from Dallas
Built a factory here
Gonna put us back on the map
But hell, that was back a few years
Now the weeds have grown up
And the building's fallen down
And you'd think they'da figured out by now
Hell, it's a tumbleweed town

Chorus:
Where the lonely wind blows
Like it's angry for bein' there
A flat piece of stone
In the middle of no where
The town never grows
Cause no body can keep their roots down
It's just a tumbleweed town

Now for you hay seeds and ranchers
That are still hangin in
Too old to start over
Too damn stubborn to quit
The kids all get restless
Waitin' on that Greyhound
So they can get the hell out
Of this tumbleweed town

But I love my tumbleweed town
It's a tumbleweed town