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
