I guess I’m just a restless soul, a tumbling tumbleweed that rolls Blowing across the desert sand, down the road across the land Going, Going, Going Gone Mama says that she don't know how I got this urge to go All I know is how I feel when I get behind the wheel Going, Going, Going Gone I'm just a feather in the wind all ragged edges and loose ends Just a dream you can't recall, goodbye says it all It’s an itch I’ve got to scratch, it’s a train I’ve got to catch To the west and on beyond, chasing down the setting sun Going, Going, Going Gone Nothing hangs around forever, take the changing of the weather Like the rain, like the snow, like the night I come and go Going, Going, Going Gone Any friend of mine you meet can tell why I had to leave It's the breeze it just blows, it's the day the way it goes Going, Going, Going Gone When I pass a church house door I breathe a prayer one time more I don't know that I belong, but I still sing love's sweet old songs If I'm not among the blessed, then I'll be like all the rest Getting by day to day moving down the lost highway Going, Going, Going Gone I guess I'm just a restless soul, a tumbling tumbleweed that rolls Blowing cross the desert sand, down the road across the land Going, Going, Going Gone