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Old Coyote Town

Höfundur lags: Larry Boone , Paul Nelson og Gene Nelson Flytjandi: Don Williams Sent inn af: Anonymous

[C]He's got a U S flag on his front porch
To re[F]mind everyone where he [C]lives
And [F]up in the attic there are [C]papers that prove
The [Am]old house is finally [G7]his   
After [Em]thirty-five years the [F]grass still don't grow
In that [Dm]rock hard [Am]west Texas [C]ground
Where [F]my old dad still [C]clings to that [F]old [G7]coyote [C]town

Like [Em]horses the pick-ups are [F]parked out in front
Of a [Em]cafe that don't need a [F]name
Where the [Am]old men rock and the [C]tumbleweeds roll
Past the [F]boarded up windows down [G7]Main   

[C]Waist high weeds hide a for sale sign
At the [F]drive-in where my innocence [C]died
With a [F]rusty advertisement [C]dangling by a nail
Says [Am]popcorn and Pepsi for a [G7]dime   
And [Em]down at the depot where [F]I left for good
There's a [Dm]hobo with his [Am]three-legged [C]hound
Waiting [F]for a train that no [C]longer comes to that [F]old [G7]coyote [C]town

And the [Em]interstate rumbles like a [F]river that runs
To a [Em]rhythm that don't ever slow [F]down
As [Am]cars and trucks and [C]time pass by
That [F]old coyote [G7]town   

[C]Daddy falls asleep in the living room
On [F]the sofa with the TV [C]on  
Some[F]times he waits for a [C]phone call from me
Some[Am]times he waits too [G7]long   
But I [Em]still think of the people and the [F]place that he loves
How much [Dm]longer will [Am]they be [C]around
Till its [F]ashes to ashes [C]dust to dust for that [F]old [G7]coyote [C]town

Like [Em]horses the pick-ups are [F]parked out in front
Of a [Em]cafe that don't need a [F]name
Where the [Am]old men rock and the [C]tumbleweeds roll
Past the [F]boarded up windows down [G7]Main   

[Em]And the interstate rumbles[F] like a river that runs
To a [Em]rhythm that don't ever slow [F]down
As [Am]cars and trucks and [C]time pass by
That [F]old coyote [C]town

God bless that [F]old coyote [C]town


He's got a U S flag on his front porch
To remind everyone where he lives
And up in the attic there are papers that prove
The old house is finally his
After thirty-five years the grass still don't grow
In that rock hard west Texas ground
Where my old dad still clings to that old coyote town

Like horses the pick-ups are parked out in front
Of a cafe that don't need a name
Where the old men rock and the tumbleweeds roll
Past the boarded up windows down Main

Waist high weeds hide a for sale sign
At the drive-in where my innocence died
With a rusty advertisement dangling by a nail
Says popcorn and Pepsi for a dime
And down at the depot where I left for good
There's a hobo with his three-legged hound
Waiting for a train that no longer comes to that old coyote town

And the interstate rumbles like a river that runs
To a rhythm that don't ever slow down
As cars and trucks and time pass by
That old coyote town

Daddy falls asleep in the living room
On the sofa with the TV on
Sometimes he waits for a phone call from me
Sometimes he waits too long
But I still think of the people and the place that he loves
How much longer will they be around
Till its ashes to ashes dust to dust for that old coyote town

Like horses the pick-ups are parked out in front
Of a cafe that don't need a name
Where the old men rock and the tumbleweeds roll
Past the boarded up windows down Main

And the interstate rumbles like a river that runs
To a rhythm that don't ever slow down
As cars and trucks and time pass by
That old coyote town

God bless that old coyote town

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