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He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots

And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back

He had a hopped-up `cycle that took off like a gun

that fool was the terror of Highway 101

I'm a roaming cowboy riding all day long,

Tumbleweeds around me sing their lonely song.

Nights underneath the prairie moon,

I ride along and sing this tune.

See them tumbling down

Pledging their love to the ground

Lonely but free I'll be found

Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.