Tumbleweed - Keith Urban (凯斯.厄本)

Lyrics by：Jaren Johnston/Neil Mason/James McNair

Composed by：Jaren Johnston/Neil Mason/James McNair

Hotter than a two dollar shot of whiskey looking pretty sitting at the bar

Looking 'round the room with the devil on your shoulder

Like you're 'bout to steal a cowboy's heart

I'm your Billy The Kid

So baby let's giddy up gone

I ain't even sure just to where you're headed

But I'd sure like to tag along

Hey Mrs. Tumbleweed

I believe two tumbleweeds is better than one

Everybody needs a buddy when they're on the run

Hey Mrs. Tumbleweed

Let's ride the breeze

Town to town just a kicking up dust

Make a little trouble might make a little love

Hmmm

Teach me your gypsy ways

Come on baby show me the ropes

The real world can chase us girl

But we'll leave 'em in a cloud of smoke

Smoke smoke

No telling where we might end up

Rebels like you and me

Nowhere anywhere everywhere out there

Somewhere in between

Hey Mrs. Tumbleweed

I believe two tumbleweeds is better than one

Everybody needs a buddy when they're on the run

Hey Mrs. Tumbleweed

Let's ride the breeze

Town to town just a kicking up dust

Make a little trouble might make a little love

Hmmm

Oh yeah that's right

Tumbleweed tumbleweed

I'll roll with you you roll with me

Tumbleweed tumbleweed

I'll roll with you you roll with me

Hey

Tumbleweed tumbleweed

I'll roll with you you roll with me

Tumbleweed tumbleweed

I'll roll with you you roll with me

Hey Mrs. Tumbleweed

I believe two tumbleweeds is better than one

Everybody needs a buddy when they're on the run

Hey Mrs. Tumbleweed

Let's ride the breeze

Town to town just a kicking up dust

Make a little trouble might make a little love

Hmmm