Billy Vaughn and His Orchestra (#30
in 1958
- Instrumental), Sons of the Pioneers
See them tumbling down,
Pledging their love to the ground,
Lonely but free I'll be found
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.
Cares of the past are behind,
Nowhere to go but I'll find
Just where the trail will wind,
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.
I know when night has gone
That a new world's born at dawn,
I'll keep rolling along,
Deep in my heart is a song,
Here on the range I belong,
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.Chorus
