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I've been riding fence all day |
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Way up on the summer range |
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Found a place to make my bed |
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As the evening shadows spread |
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Beyond the campfire light |
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In the stillness of night |
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Came the call of a coyote choir |
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And the song of the wind in the wire |
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As it strummed the rusted strings |
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It sang of long-forgotten things |
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Many moons and many suns |
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Of the real Americans |
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When the arrow and the bow |
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Stalked the range of the buffalo |
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And the call of the coyote choir |
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Knew no song of the wind in the wire |
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As the ghostly balladeer |
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Hypnotized me, I could hear |
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Bugle calls, and battle cries |
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Broken promises and lies |
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The spirits of the plain |
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Still sing their sad refrain |
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In the call of the coyote choir |
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And the song of the wind in the wire |
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Spirits of the plain |
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Still sing their sad refrain |
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In the call of the coyote choir |
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And the song of the wind in the wire |