Tonart: C major
Intro 1
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Dm
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Verse 1
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No regrets Coyote
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We just come from such different
sets of circumstance
I'm up all night in the studios
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And you're up early on your ranch
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You'll be brushing out a
brood mare's tail
While the sun is ascending
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And I'll just be getting home
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with my reel to reel
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There's no comprehending
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Just how close to the bone and
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the skin and the eyes
And the lips you can get
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And still feel so alone
And still feel related
Like stations in some relay
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You're not a hit and run driver,
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Racing away
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You just picked up a hitcher
A prisoner of the white lines
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on the freeway
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We saw a farmhouse burning down
In the middle of nowhere
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In the middle of the night
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And we rolled right
past that tragedy
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Till we turned into
some road house lights
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Where a local band was playing
Locals were up kicking and
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And the next thing I know
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That Coyote's at my door
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He pins me in a corner and
He drags me out on the dance floor
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And we're dancing
close and slow
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Now he's got a woman at home
He's got another woman
down the hall
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He seems to want me anyway
Why'd you have to get so drunk
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And lead me on that way
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You just picked up a hitcher
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A prisoner of the white lines of the free
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way
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I looked a Coyote right in
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the face
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On the road to Baljennie near
my old home town
He went running through the
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whisker wheat
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Chasing some prize down
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And a hawk was playing with him
Coyote was jumping straight
He had those same eyes
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Under your dark glasses
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Privately probing the public rooms
And peeking through keyholes
in numbered doors
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Where the players lick
their wounds
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And take their temporary lovers
And their pills and powders to get
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them through this passion play
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I just get off up aways
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You just picked up a hitcher
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A prisoner of the white lines
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on the freeway
Coyote's in the coffee shop
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He's staring a hole
in his scrambled eggs
He picks up my scent on his fingers
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While he's watching
the waitresses' legs
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He's too fat from the Bay of Fundy
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From Appaloosas and Eagles and tides
And the air conditioned cubicles
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And the carbon ribbon rides
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Are spelling it out so clear
Either he's going to have
to stand and fight
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Or take off out of here
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I tried to run away myself
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To run away and wrestle with my ego
And with this flame
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You put here in this Eskimo
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In this hitcher
In this prisoner
Of the fine white lines
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Of the white lines on the free,
Outro 1
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