He walks alone, he ain’t going nowhere, he walks all alone
His favorite time was the golden hour
His favorite time that golden hour, the shadows long, his eyes at home
He walks alone, towards the sunset, he is walking so slow
There are many who follow, but he don’t know
They got claws, paws, paws and hooves
They seen something in his eyes, can’t help but to follow
Keep a ridin’ west boy, keep a ridin’ on!
Keep a ridin’ west boy, into the sun. yip yip!
That train rolls on, rolls on by
That train is moaning, the train is moaning low
Coyote Mama saw his eyes once, they bore straight into her soul
She swore she’d have him in her spirit world, at her bidding the vultures did go
The train rolls on by and the vultures devour his flesh
‘Til only bones shine, bones shine
There walks two coyotes, through the spirit hills
He looks into her eyes, he sees something he always knew.
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