Tumbling Tumbleweed lyrics chords Bob Nolan Sons of Pioneers
Smoking That Tumbleweed Lyrics. I need to get a job and that's not funny. 'cause me be smoking too much ganja and me running out of money.
Tumbling Tumbleweed lyrics chords Bob Nolan Sons of Pioneers
Stop and hit the bong like cheech and chong. I need to get a job and that's not funny. Web i keep selling and a selling and inhaling. Web we can go to the park after dark smoke that tumbleweed. (i juss i juss got the bag man) u'r over there acting like u'r playing the piano or something. Damn how long is it gonna take u to roll a joint cuss. Web my tumbleweed i need to get a job and that's not funny 'cause me be smoking too much ganja and me running out of money i've got to lie to the man, tell him that i've never been. Web we can go to the park after dark smoke that tumbleweed as the marijuana burn we can take our turn singin' them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong like cheech and chong it. Web tumbleweed lyrics [verse 1] 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. Singin' them dirty rap songs.
Stop and hit the bong like cheech and chong. Web after dark smoke that tumbleweed as the marijuana burn we can take our turn singin' them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong like cheech and chong it still take ffrom. Web we can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed and as the marijuana burns we can take our turns singing them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong like cheech and. We can take our turn. Web smoking and smoking and smoking on i keep choking and choking and choking on i keep selling and selling and inhaling ma tumbleweed i need to get a job and thats not funny. Damn how long is it gonna take u to roll a joint cuss. Web we can go to the park after dark smoke that tumbleweed as the marijuana burn we can take our turn singin' them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong like cheech and chong it. 'cause me be smoking too much ganja and me running out of money. Hotter than a two dollar shot of whiskey looking pretty sitting at the bar looking 'round the room with the devil on. Web tumbleweed lyrics [verse 1] 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. (i juss i juss got the bag man) u'r over there acting like u'r playing the piano or something.
