Coyote, coyote
Coyote, coyote
Wakin' up the Mesa sun and the sky
Raise your feet as you cross the state line
Turns it red by the afternoon
And Santa Fe seems a stone's throw away, yeah
Coyote, coyote
And in the dark Barstow starts to fade
And to the right the Grand Canyon is wide
Count the stars of Death Valley
All the way to Tucumcari
Coyote, coyote
Comin' down the Phoenix sun on your face
Sing along the needle skip in the wind