Coyote

They come around in the middle of the night They're his neighbors and his friends Both making their living off the land But their time is coming to an end The farm it just ain't paying like it to He's gon' sell it to man in town Two hundred acres of woods and fields and streams Turns to rows of houses on the ground So howl away you old coyote While you're staring at the moon Howl away you old coyote This land you call home will be gone soon This land you call home will be gone soon He hates to see all his land turns into suburbs but He don't know what else to do We all need lots of money and nice houses So he'll sell the land to me and you So howl away you old coyote While you're staring at the moon Howl away you old coyote This land you call home will be gone soon This land you call home will be gone soon So he'll say goodbye to the wilds of the farm Money wins in the end No more alone through the woods and fields at night The coyote, his late-night faithful friend So howl away you old coyote While you're staring at the moon Howl away you old coyote This land you call home will be gone soon This land you call home will be gone soon