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I was born a coyote
Digging through the trash
Looking for the scraps you leave for me
That's the life of a coyote, yeah
Following your tracks
Waiting for the moon to shine my way

Hey mama, call me coyote
Living for the moments I can
Sink my teeth into this crazy life
That's the life of a coyote
Howling at a disco ball
And rambling through the Blue Ridge Smoky nights

And when you fall asleep and
Dream about your future lives
I'll be out there somewhere
Howling at the sky

And I can't bite you
Hard enough to make you cry
Just hard enough to make it hurt
The day we say goodbyе

Yeah mama calls me coyote
Nеver something less or more
I'm stuck between the ocean and the shore
I get high, I get lonely

But I'll keep waiting on some drunken night
When both our horoscopes align
You tell me I can come inside
And be your little doggie

Cuz I was born a coyote
But I won't die a coyote
Someday I'll find me coyote

And if it ain't you
I'll write the bluest song
This world has ever heard

And I think I'll call it “Coyote”

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