Paula Joy Welter: Music

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I wrote this song on a long drive home after performing at the Tumbleweed Folk Festival, in Richland, WA. To me, it is a metaphor for the importance of attitude.

THE TUMBLEWEED WALTZ
Copyright 1997 Paula Joy Welter

VERSE I:
It’s best to bloom where you’re planted,
But a tumbleweed’s choices are few,
They never know a place called ‘Home,’
They’re meant to wander and roam.

CHORUS:
So when the wind whistles through the pine and thistle,
To the tune of a fiddler gone mad.
They practice their dancin’, skitter and spin
Sashay and twirl without a care in the world
They turn a fine…somersault, in the joy of the tumbleweed waltz.

VERSE II:
Some days seem harder than others,
And a tumbleweed learns early on,
Luck changes course, like shifting sand,
There’s no tellin’ where you land….

CHORUS REPEATS:
So when the wind whistles through the pine and thistle,
To the tune of a fiddler gone mad.
They practice their dancin’, skitter and spin
Sashay and twirl without a care in the world
They turn a fine…somersault, in the joy of the tumbleweed waltz!