Coyote (Live at FAME Studios)

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