[00:21.180]Was a cowboy I knew in south Texas
[00:26.420]His face was burnt deep by the sun
[00:31.620]Part history, part sage, part mesquit
[00:36.830]He was there when Pancho Villa was young
[00:42.830]And he'd tell you a tale of the old days
[00:47.910]When the country was wild all around
[00:52.740]Sit out under the stars of the Milky Way
[00:58.240]And listen while the coyotes howl
[01:03.100]And they go... poo yip poo yip poo
[01:08.130]poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
[01:13.770]poo yip poo yip poo
[01:18.430]poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
[01:23.760]Now the long horns are gone
[01:25.980]And the drovers are gone
[01:28.670]The Comanche's are gone
[01:31.120]And the outlaws are gone
[01:33.810]Geronimo is gone
[01:36.260]And Sam Bass is gone
[01:38.820]And the lion is gone
[01:41.000]And the Red Wolf is gone
[01:47.540]Well he cursed all the roads and the oil men
[01:52.640]And he cursed the automobile
[01:57.580]Said this is no place for an hombre like I am
[02:03.190]In this new world of asphalt and steel
[02:08.900]Then he'd look off some place in the distance
[02:14.100]At something only he could see
[02:18.880]He'd say all that's left now of the old days
[02:24.340]Those damned old coyotes and me
[02:29.380]And they go poo yip poo yip poo
[02:37.620]poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
[02:43.000]poo yip poo yip poo
[02:47.950]poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
[02:53.230]Now the long horns are gone
[02:55.690]And the drovers are gone
[02:58.170]The Comanche's are gone
[03:00.840]And the outlaws are gone
[03:03.440]Now Quantro is gone
[03:05.800]Stand Watie is gone
[03:08.260]And the lion is gone
[03:11.060]And the Red Wolf is gone
[03:18.340]One morning they searched his adobe
[03:23.540]He disappeared without even a word
[03:28.940]But that night as the moon crossed the mountain
[03:34.720]One more coyote was heard
[03:43.100]And he'd go, poo yip poo yip poo
[03:48.750]poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
[03:53.880]poo yip poo yip poo
[03:59.210]poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
[04:04.700]poo yip poo yip poo
[04:09.490]poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
[04:14.810]poo yip poo yip poo
[04:19.780]poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
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Was a cowboy I knew in south Texas
His face was burnt deep by the sun
Part history, part sage, part mesquit
He was there when Pancho Villa was young
And he'd tell you a tale of the old days
When the country was wild all around
Sit out under the stars of the Milky Way
And listen while the coyotes howl
And they go... poo yip poo yip poo
poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
poo yip poo yip poo
poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
Now the long horns are gone
And the drovers are gone
The Comanche's are gone
And the outlaws are gone
Geronimo is gone
And Sam Bass is gone
And the lion is gone
And the Red Wolf is gone
Well he cursed all the roads and the oil men
And he cursed the automobile
Said this is no place for an hombre like I am
In this new world of asphalt and steel
Then he'd look off some place in the distance
At something only he could see
He'd say all that's left now of the old days
Those damned old coyotes and me
And they go poo yip poo yip poo
poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
poo yip poo yip poo
poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
Now the long horns are gone
And the drovers are gone
The Comanche's are gone
And the outlaws are gone
Now Quantro is gone
Stand Watie is gone
And the lion is gone
And the Red Wolf is gone
One morning they searched his adobe
He disappeared without even a word
But that night as the moon crossed the mountain
One more coyote was heard
And he'd go, poo yip poo yip poo
poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
poo yip poo yip poo
poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
poo yip poo yip poo
poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
poo yip poo yip poo
poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo