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    "Old Coyote Town" Lyrics

    Don Williams

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    (Larry Boone / Gene Nelson / Paul Nelson)

    He's got a U.S. flag on his front porch
    To remind everyone where he lives
    And up in the attic there are papers that prove
    The old house is finally his.
    After thirty-five years the grass still don't grow
    In that rock hard west Texas ground
    Where my old dad still clings to that old coyote town.

    Chorus:
    Like horses the pick-ups are parked out in front
    Of a cafe that don't need a name
    Where the old men rock and the tumbleweeds roll
    Past the boarded up windows down Main.

    Waist high weeds hide a for sale sign
    At the drive-in where my innocence died
    With a rusty advertisement, dangling by a nail
    Says Popcorn and Pepsi for a dime.

    And down at the depot where I left for good
    There's a hobo with his three-legged hound
    Waitin' for a train, that no longer comes
    To that old coyote town.

    And the interstate rumbles like a river that runs
    To a rythm that don't ever slow down
    As cars and trucks, and time pass by
    That old coyote town.

    Daddy falls asleep in the living room
    On the sofa with the TV on
    Sometimes he waits for a phone call from me
    Sometimes he waits too long
    But I still think of the people and the place that he loves
    How much longer will they be around
    Till its ashes to ashes, dust to dust
    For that old coyote town.

    Chorus:
    Like horses the pick-ups are parked out in front
    Of a cafe that don't need a name
    Where the old men rock and the tumbleweeds roll
    Past the boarded up windows down Main.

    And the interstate rumbles like a river that runs
    To a rythm that don't ever slow down
    As cars and trucks, and time pass by
    That old coyote town.

    God bless that old coyote town...
    This song was last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Larry Boone, Gene Nelson, Paul Nelson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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