The Coyote & The Cowboy
The coyote's a survivor, reckon he's got to be
He lives in the snow at 40 below, or in Malibu by the sea
An' I'm just an old cowpuncher, I love to listen to his tune
As I get high on a bottle of rye, the coyote gets drunk on the moon
As I get high on a bottle of rye, the coyote gets drunk on the moon
The cowboy's a conundrum, a contradiction in this age
He says he's doing fine on the poverty line with a workin' cowboy's wage
The whiskey bottle costs 32 bucks, the big prairie moon is free
So who is a dumber son of a bitch
The little coyote or me?
Who is a dumber son of a bitch
The little coyote or me?
So with thoughts of reincarnation, well, I drifted off to dream
Made it for a life with a coyote wife, a bushy-tailed coyote queen
Way down in the valley, by the old jasper sealing
The cowboy got high on a bottle of rye, and we got drunk on the moon
The cowboy got high on a bottle of rye, and we got drunk on the moon
The coyote's a survivor, reckon he's got to be
He lives in the snow at 40 below, or in Malibu by the sea
Well, I'm just an old cowpuncher, I love to listen to his tune
As I get high on a bottle of rye, the coyote gets drunk on the moon
As I get high on a bottle of rye, the coyote gets drunk on the moon
He lives in the snow at 40 below, or in Malibu by the sea
An' I'm just an old cowpuncher, I love to listen to his tune
As I get high on a bottle of rye, the coyote gets drunk on the moon
As I get high on a bottle of rye, the coyote gets drunk on the moon
The cowboy's a conundrum, a contradiction in this age
He says he's doing fine on the poverty line with a workin' cowboy's wage
The whiskey bottle costs 32 bucks, the big prairie moon is free
So who is a dumber son of a bitch
The little coyote or me?
Who is a dumber son of a bitch
The little coyote or me?
So with thoughts of reincarnation, well, I drifted off to dream
Made it for a life with a coyote wife, a bushy-tailed coyote queen
Way down in the valley, by the old jasper sealing
The cowboy got high on a bottle of rye, and we got drunk on the moon
The cowboy got high on a bottle of rye, and we got drunk on the moon
The coyote's a survivor, reckon he's got to be
He lives in the snow at 40 below, or in Malibu by the sea
Well, I'm just an old cowpuncher, I love to listen to his tune
As I get high on a bottle of rye, the coyote gets drunk on the moon
As I get high on a bottle of rye, the coyote gets drunk on the moon
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Writer(s): Ian Tyson
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