[00:00.00]Old Coyote Town   by wap
[00:22.71]He's got a U.S. flag on his front porch
[00:27.15]To remind everyone where he lives
[00:31.89]And up in the attic there are papers that prove
[00:36.65]The old house is finally his.
[00:40.84]After thirty-five years the grass still don't grow
[00:45.63]In that rock hard west Texas ground
[00:50.00]Where my old dad still clings to that old coyote town.
[01:00.94]Like horses the pick-ups are parked out in front
[01:05.63]Of a cafe that don't need a name
[01:09.94]Where the old men rock and the tumbleweeds roll
[01:14.34]Past the boarded up windows down Main.
[01:20.83]Waist high weeds hide a for sale sign
[01:25.44]At the drive-in where my innocence died
[01:29.76]With a rusty advertisement, dangling by a nail
[01:34.40]Says Popcorn and Pepsi for a dime.
[01:38.50]And down at the depot where I left for good
[01:42.95]There's a hobo with his three-legged hound
[01:47.80]Waitin' for a train, that no longer comes
[01:51.88]To that old coyote town.
[01:58.32]And the interstate rumbles like a river that runs
[02:02.69]To a rythm that don't ever slow down
[02:07.35]As cars and trucks, and time pass by
[02:11.78]That old coyote town.
[02:18.34]Daddy falls asleep in the living room
[02:22.45]On the sofa with the TV on
[02:27.63]Sometimes he waits for a phone call from me
[02:31.98]Sometimes he waits too long
[02:36.02]But I still think of the people and the place that he loves
[02:40.61]How much longer will they be around
[02:45.50]Till its ashes to ashes, dust to dust
[02:49.50]For that old coyote town.
[02:55.86]Like horses the pick-ups are parked out in front
[03:00.45]Of a cafe that don't need a name
[03:04.86]Where the old men rock and the tumbleweeds roll
[03:09.25]Past the boarded up windows down Main.
[03:13.43]And the interstate rumbles like a river that runs
[03:17.66]To a rythm that don't ever slow down
[03:22.37]As cars and trucks, and time pass by
[03:26.79]That old coyote town.
[03:33.47]God bless that old coyote town...