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  1. TUMBLIN' WEEDS*

From the recording POOPER SCOOPER

This is another song that was written during my puppy years. An epic take on life in the desert.

Lyrics

I've got a house in Arizona, it's a beautiful place to be
I quit my job as a local farmer because I'd rather not work for free
Well, I did not pay my taxes and I forgot to pay the rent
I can't afford to feed my children, I got no money, not one red cent
So now I'm sippin' on a cocktail, it gives me jitters when I'm jigglin' drunk
This life is so damn cruel and ruthless, it's hard to sail when you're ship is sunk
So now I'm sittin' out on the back porch with a bottle of my favorite wine
I hear the wind of the desert callin', may the Lord send me a sign

Cause the tumblin' weeds, yeah, they've got to roll
I can hear the breeze and man, it wants to blow
Well, I've lost before and I will lose again
But I need to find some peace right here.....in the tumblin' weeds!

Ya know the desert loves the sunny weather, the land a rattlesnake calls his home
I guess I'm just another wannabe cowboy, I'm like a dog without a chewin' bone
But see I got this little dream of a gold mine and all I find is just a dusty road
So then I fall in the sand and wish I wasn't a man, I'm makin' friends with a horny toad
You see my luck is like the life in a ghost town, I'm just a cattlehound stuck in the west
It's like my life was written on a tombstone, at least I found a place where I can rest
Cause Arizona is my only playground, it's like a special friend that never leaves
Ya see, I'm stumblin' around, but then I got no mercy when I'm beggin' on my knees

Cause the tumblin' weeds, yeah, they've got to roll
I can hear the breeze and man, it wants to blow
Well, I've lost before and I will lose again
But I need to find some peace right here.....in the tumblin' weeds!

I rode my horse on into Phoenix, I played my cards, but I did not win
I lost my boots to a man named Rufus, I gave my liver to a bottle of gin
So then I rode back through the valley, I can't remember what happened next
But when I woke up in the morning, I was lyin' by a man named Tex!
I tried to run as he started screamin', he told me I was very good in bed
I took the gun from his leather holster, I filled a faggot with a barrel of lead
So when I hopped back on my saddle, I never noticed that my horse was gone
And then my ass landed on a cactus, I finally knew where I must belong

Cause the tumblin' weeds, yeah, they've got to roll
I can hear the breeze and man, it wants to blow
Well, I've lost before and I will lose again
But I need to find some peace right here.....in the tumblin' weeds!



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