Coyote Ken Tucky and the Navajo Bucky and Their Perilous Journey Through Corsicana, TX in the Year of Our Lord Two Thousand Eighteen

Well Coyote Ken's got some slippery skin
Slickest that I ever saw
You'll spend your life in the pen now, Ken
If you fuck around with Corsicana law
Aw aw aw aw aw aw
Now, his brother Bucky, no, he don't give a fuck
He got the Gonzo on his arm
Well, them boys in Corsicana, no, they don't give a damn
About the humor in a Navajo's charm
So run, oh run, Coyote
And don't you turn around or stall
Coyote Kentucky and the Navajo Bucky
Going up against the Corsicana law
Aw aw aw aw aw aw
They woke you up fast with the tappin' on the glass
What's that smell and where you from?
We got a couple felons with eyes as big as melons
Won't you step out of the car now, son?
Well, they found your weed and those pills that you need
But you bought from some dude named Tim
Oh, what's that sound? Kenny's going to the pound
And he ain't comin' back again
So run, oh run, Coyote
And don't you turn around or stall
Coyote Kentucky and the Navajo Bucky
Getting busted by the Corsicana law
Aw aw aw aw aw aw
Yeah, so run, oh run, Coyote
And don't you turn around or stall
Coyote Kentucky and the Navajo Bucky
Gettin' busted by the Corsicana law
Aw aw aw aw aw aw



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Writer(s): Calvin Wayne Johnson
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