If you get back off the interstates
And away from urban trends,
You'll find a coyote doesn't have
A multitude of friends.
But I kind of like to see one,
Or hear him greet the day.
He's sort of part of our old West
That's fading fast away.
Though he demands his tribute
I'll let him have his due.
Let him take his cut, and welcome.
I guess it's his world, too.
Wallace McRae
