Coyote

My name is Coyote I'm gonna cross that border town My name is Coyote I'm gonna cross that border town All the way from Sonora to Santa Muerte, six feet down America gets loaded While Juarez rolls the dice I put a gun to your head I've got El Paso's merchandise Better hope that Santa Muerte Doesn't look you in the eyes Sweep away my ashes I ain't the kind that grows old I'm off to a new land Gonna steal a rich man's gold Gonna take what's mine Let Santa Muerte take my soul