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Steve Spurgin Tumbleweed Town

don?t look the same as back in 1960. It?s leaning now, the yard?s all overgrown. One good wind may put an end to where I spent my childhood Far from town

Sailing on Nevada 95, listening to those hot tires whine. Baby ran away with a dealer named Ray back in Vegas, Now I?m too blue to cry ? headin? north

O Carmen, I?ve had too much tequila. Between you and this Mexican moon I?m gonna fall. El Paso lady, you?re driving me crazy. In a language I don?

A little south of New York City and I?m looking for a ride Drinking truck-stop coffee to choke down a little pride I been up here about a year, and

Daddy used to have it made. He knew every song to play ? "Cryin? time", "I?ll Walk the Line", and good old "Clifton Clower". Always in demand, People

, hey Daisy, what do you say ? Let?s do-si-do in the Chevrolet. Ain?t no reason now to stick around. Let?s leave this tumbleweed town. Grandma and

, hey Daisy, what do you say ? Let?s do-si-do in the Chevrolet. Ain?t no reason now to stick around. Let?s leave this tumbleweed town. Grandma and