Heading out, your heart beating in your head
Riding on the Texas wind
Raise your feet as you cross the state line
Waking up, the mesa, sun, and the sky
All the way to Tucumcari, and Santa Fe seems
a stone's throw away

To Chorus:
Coyote

Coming down, the Phoenix sun on your face
Turns it red by the afternoon
And to the right, the Grand Canyon is wide
Sing along, the Needle skips in the wind
Count the stars of Death Valley
And in the dark, Barstow starts to fade

To Chorus:
Coyote