"Men & Coyotes" lyrics

"Men & Coyotes"

Howlin' at the moon while the innocent sleep
Through a canyon of concrete walls
I've been down
Oh, but not this low
Twenty-seven years, never missed a single sunset
Eyes glow green
Livin' in the shadows
Just another game to be seen

Some people see we sing a lonesome song for the cowboys
And others enjoy the company of a stray
Just like the Indians, see, we're only here to guide the way
The common thing, oh, misunderstood

But at the end of the day
Nobody cares for coyotes
They're gonna burn us out
Burn us out of town
Just like a two-faced liar
Nobody cares for coyotes
They're gonna burn us out
Burn us out of town

Victim of a circumstance, labeled as a young man
Never had a chance
The night calls out
"Oh, come on home"
Twenty-seven years, never done nobody wrong
But my eyes glow green
Livin' in the shadows
Just another game to be seen

But at the end of the day
Nobody cares for coyotes
They're gonna burn us out
Burn us out of town
Just like a two-faced liar
Nobody cares for coyotes
They're gonna burn us out
Burn us out of town


Writer(s): Russell Shahan
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