Coyote Lyrics

Headin' out your heart beatin' in your head.  Ridin' on the Texas wind.
Raise your feet as you cross the state line.  Wakin' up to mesa sun and
the sky on the way to come call ray (?) and Santa Fe seems a stone's throw
away.  Yeah.  Coyote.  Coyote.  Come down the Phoenix sun on your face
turns you red by the afternoon and to the right the Grand Canyon is wide.
Sing along the needles skip in the wind.  Count the stars at Death Valley
and in the dark fog still starts to fade.  Coyote.  Coyote.  Coyote.  etc.