Trickster Coyote

I love my baby like the day is long

I love my honey like the day is long

Way down here like the day is long

She pour my whiskey into a small glass

She pour my whiskey into a small glass

Way down here in a small glass

Hear it now baby, I hope you understand

Hear it now momma, I hope you understand

Way down here with a hole in hand

I'm just a poor boy from the edge of town

I’m just a poor boy from the edge of town

Way down here at the edge of town

That trickster coyote, it’s how they call my name

That trickster coyote, it’s how they call my name

Way down here with an ace of spades

I love my baby, double dealing momma

I love my honey, double dealing momma

Well now, she take the money and run