El Coyote - Kris Kristofferson, The Borderlords

They call him a bandit

And you know the notches

That he ought to wear on his gun

He sees you through eyes

Hes partially blinded

>from staring to long at the sun

But hes true to his school

And hes nobodys fool

And hes lucky to still be alive

The wolf pack will die

When its scattered by man

Lonesome coyotes survive.

He burried his feelings

And life was a mountain

That he was determined to climb

Then he caught the scent

Of a sister in spirit

Who taught him to love her in time

Somehow or other

She gathered together

The cubs that he sired on the way

And they run by his side

Through the chill hungry night

And they sleep to his sweet serenade

Theres a part of his heart up in heaven

And a part that will always be wild

And all he can leave them is love and a reason

To run for the rest of their lifves

Lonesome coyotes survive.

Theres a part of his heart up in heaven

And a part that will always be wild

And all he can leave them is love and a reason

To run for the rest of their lifves

Lonesome coyotes survive.