Coyote

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Ebsus2
      No regrets coyote
Dm9/G                                                     Cadd9
     We just come from such different sets of circumstance
I'm up all night in studios
             Am11/G                   G
And you're up      early on your ranch
Gm11/F                               F
      You'll be brushing out a brood mare's tail
Gm11/F                          F
      While the sun is ascending
                Cadd9
And I'll just be     getting home with my reel to reel
Ebsus2
      There's no comprehending
Dm9/G                                                Cadd9
     Just how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes

[Chorus]
And the lips you can get
Am11/G                   G
      And still feel so alone
Gm11/F                    F
      And still feel related
Gm11/F                        F
      Like stations in some relay
             Cadd9
You're not a,     a hitandrun driver, no,
no
Ebsus2
      Racing away
Dm9/G
     You just picked up a hitcher
                                       Cadd9
Prisoner of the white lines on the freeway

[Verse 2]
Ebsus2
      We saw a farmhouse burning down
Dm9/G
     In the middle of nowhere,
in the middle of the night
Cadd9
And  we rolled right past that tragedy
Am11/G                             G
      'Til we turned into some roadhouse lights
Gm11/F                       F
      Where a local band was playing
Gm11/F                           F              Cadd9
      Locals were up kicking and shaking on the floor
The next thing I know
Ebsus2
      That coyote's at my door
Dm9/G
     Pins me in a corner,
it won't take "no"

[Chorus]
Cadd9
     Drags me out on the dance floor
         Am11/G                  G
And we're      dancing close and slow
         Gm11/F               F
Now he's got   a woman at home
          Gm11/F
He's got another woman down the hall
            F
He seems to want me anyway
Cadd9
     Why'd you have to get so drunk
   Ebsus2
And      lead me on that way?
Dm9/G
     You just picked up a hitcher
                                         Cadd9
A prisoner of the white lines of the freeway

[Verse 3]
Ebsus2
      I looked a coyote right in the face
Dm9/G                                             Cadd9
     On the road to Baljennie near my old hometown
He went running thru the whisker wheat
Am11/G             G
      Chasing some prize down
Gm11/F                       F
      And a hawk was playing with him
Gm11/F                               F              Cadd9
      Coyote was jumping straight up and making passes
                                    Ebsus2
Had those same eyes, just like yours
                       Dm9/G
Under your dark glasses
Privately probing the public rooms

[Chorus]
Cadd9
     And peeking thru keyholes in numbered doors
Am11/G                            G
      Where the players lick their wounds
        Gm11/F                      F
And take      their temporary lovers
               Gm11/F                       F
And their pills      and powders to get them thru this
   Cadd9
passion play
No regrets, coyote
Ebsus2
      I just get off up always
Dm9/G
     You just picked up a hitcher
                                   Cadd9
Prisoner of the white lines on the freeway

[Verse 4]
Ebsus2
      Coyote's in the coffee shop
Dm9/G                                         Cadd9
     He's staring a hole in his scrambled eggs
He picks up my scent on his fingers
          Am11/G                     G
While he's      watching the waitresses' legs
     Gm11/F                       F
He's too   fat from the Bay of Fundy
Gm11/F                      F             Cadd9
      From appaloosas and eagles and tides
                       Ebsus2
The airconditioned cubicles  
And the carbon ribbon rides
Dm9/G
     Are spelling it out so clear
Cadd9
Either he's gonna have to stand and fight
Am11/G                   G
      Or take off out of here
Gm11/F                    F
      I tried to run away myself
Gm11/F                        F        Cadd9
      To run away and wrestle with my ego

[Chorus]
              Ebsus2
And with this,      this flame
   Dm9/G
You     put here in this eskimo
In this hitcher
In this prisoner
Of the fine white lines
                          Cadd9        Ebsus2 Dm9/G
Of the white lines on the free, freeway