Coyotes (丛林狼) - Richard Thompson

Was a cowboy I knew in South Texas

His face was burnt deep by the sun

Part history part sage part Mexican

He was there when Poncho Villa was young

And he'd tell you a tale of the old days

When the country was wild all around

Sit out under the stars of the milky way

And listen while the coyotes howl

They go whoo yip whoo yip whoo

Whoo du yip whoo yip whoo whoo

Whoo yip whoo yip whoo

Whoo du yip whoo yip whoo whoo

Now the longhorns are gone

And the drovers are gone

The comanches are gone

And the outlaws are gone

Geronimo's gone

And sand bass is gone

And the lion is gone

And the red wolf is gone

Well he cursed all the roads in the old land

And he cursed the automobile

Said this is no place for an hombre like I am

In this new world of asphalt and steel

Then he'd look off someplace in the distance

At something only he could see

He'd say all that's left now is the old days

D**ned old coyotes and me

And they go whoo yip whoo yip whoo

Whoo du yip whoo yip whoo whoo

Whoo yip whoo yip whoo

Whoo du yip whoo yip whoo whoo

Now the longhorns are gone

And the drovers are gone

The comanches are gone

The outlaws are gone

Now quantro is gone

Stan wantee is gone

And the lion is gone

And the red wolf is gone

One morning they searched his adobe

He disappeared without even a word

But that night as the moon crossed the mountain

One more coyote was heard

And he'd go whoo yip whoo yip whoo

Whoo du yip whoo yip whoo whoo

Whoo yip whoo yip whoo

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Whoo du yip whoo yip whoo whoo

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