Somewhere out in the middle of the sticks
With the alligators, bears, the hogs, and the fish
A melody rings through the deep southern sky
A song that stretches to the stars on high
It’s a tune that’ll never end too soon
A note that reaches and strokes the moon
Coming from somewhere deep in the swamp
Where the squirrels, the rabbits, and raccoons romp
A beautiful beast tells its tale
Through a clear and high, yet quivering wail
‘Tis a sound that seems to pierce the heart—
But that’s just where the story starts
The blistering ballad of love and loss
Fiery enough to ignite the moss
Has verses gripping through & through
Although each song leaving just a clue;
Some hints for me
And some for you
About the sorrowful secret of Coyote Blues