Chords: Verses: Dm-Am Chorus: Dm-Am-C-G(Dm) Brother Coyote I can hear coyotes cryin', they're howling at the moon you can see their shadows comin', the night began too soon. Brother Coyote can you help me, get her off my mind? She was no good for me, I've gone and done a crime Chorus 1: Brother Coyote, help me if you can, I've murdered my darlin', her blood is on my hands The man that she was loving, Is next to her as well Tell me Coyote, will my soul go down to hell? If I made her so happy, Why did she fool around? If she had loved me better, She wouldn't be in the ground Chorus 2: Brother Coyote tell me if you can, when my woman found her heart with another man, When I saw them kissin' there, I flew into a rage, Now their lives are over, Like the burnin' of a page. I can hear the bloodhounds bayin', The sheriff will catch me soon. Tonight I will be hangin', While Coyote howls at the moon. Chorus 3: Brother Coyote, help me to pray Put your safeguard on me so I live another day Keep the hound dogs from me, and I can promise you That my life from this night on, will be all for you I can hear the sounds of silence As I'm running through the trees I have my brother's guidance As he pulls me to my knees Chorus 4 (Take notice this is Coyote talking, It is sung a little louder and harsher): Forsaken Lover, you sure you want me now? All that I can do for you is take your soul from hell And take from you the burning that you feel inside your breast And make you walk these woods alone you'll never come to rest You can have my soul Coyote And take me where I kneel Its better to be so lonely Than the fire that I can feel Chorus 5: Forsaken Lover, I shall grant your prayer And save your soul from the pits of fiery Satan's lair I'll send your soul a'walkin, and leave your corpse behind I'll let you walk these woods alone, until the end of time I can see my body layin' Dead cold on the ground I can hear Coyote laughin' As fire comes all around Chorus 6: Trickster Coyote you led my soul astray! Hell's fire is leapin' up, demons come to take me away You promised me a future, the past is what I deserve Now I'll spend forever, with this burning curse I can see Coyote leavin' He's with that love of mine To walk with her forever Until the end of time Now I will explain, lol. In a lot native american belief the coyote is the jokester of the spirit world. He is always traveling from place to place and making trouble. He is also a gossiper and a very wise spirit, and thats why the voice of the song asks for help. The song itself has an old timey tune to it, almost something like you'd hear from an old bluegrass band or Old Crow Medicine Show. It don't have anything all too much to do with me tho, I just wrote the song. lol. There's all sorts of songs like this in bluegrass and old time music. Sad but true. Hahaha.

His eyes are cold and restless, his wounds have almost healed. She'd give half of Texas, just to change the way he feels. She knows his love's in Tulsa, and she knows he's gonna go. Well it ain't no woman flesh and blood, It's that damned ol' rodeo. ~Garth Brooks -Rodeo- Well things around here in Indiana have been okay I reckon. I've been working at my family's farm produce stand, selling corn, beans, peppers, and the like. I swear every time I'm just sitting there behind that counter and wishin' somebody'd come up to buy I always start to singin' 'Good Directions' and wishin some pretty gal'd come up and ask me how to get onto the interstate...'Way up yonder past the caution light there's a little country store with an ol' coke sign.' Hahah. Anyways, I've been working that job for a few weeks now and just this past couple weeks I've been workin' at a ranch up the road cleanin' stalls on the weekends. Well they had a rodeo this weekend and my boss wanted me to enter in the chute doggin'. Now I've seen it done a couple times but I was a little nervous gettin' out there and doin' it for myself. Sure I've been around steers, bulls, and cows my entire life but trying to see my skinny 150lbs goin' up against a 500 pound steer and wrestling him to the ground took a helluva lot of imagination. The chute doggin' was the last event of the day and it took me about 20 minutes of sniffin' around the entry booth to finally buckle down and enter myself in it. After another thirty minutes of waiting around for the ropers to finish up they finally called us down to the chute to get started. My boss had my help out working the chute till my turn came up. As I was watchin' the other fellers go through with it I wondered why they'd all be breathin' real heavy as they wrapped their arms around the steers and got ready to give the nod and get goin. When my turn came up I realized why. As soon as you jump into that chute your heart speeds up to about half the speed of light and you get an adrenaline rush like no other. I wrapped my arms around that sucker's head, took a couple of deep breaths, and gave the nod. As I look back on this part it gets all sorts of hazy. All that I know is that as soon as that chute came open I was gettin half dragged, half trampled down the arena. I finally got half ways to my feet about a third of the way down the arena, and to cries from the crowd of "He's still got it!" and "Tip 'em over!" I proceeded to turn that steer's head around and get 'im down. Well, its a little easier said than done let me tell ya. I yanked his head around as I fell down flat on my back, and with a kick from my right leg, a holler from me, and a grunt from the steer he finally went down. It seemed like it took me about thirty minutes to do all this but my official time for my first time was 16.297 seconds. I got up and dusted myself off as the crowd clapped and cheered, gave a couple high fives to the arena guys, and as the rodeo was done with and people started packin' up to leave I headed off down the road to get myself some food at the Wendy\'s. I was pumped up after the rodeo and decided I'd go inside and chill out instead of goin' through the drive thru. Besides, there's always a few pretty ones workin' the counter in the Ross Wendy's so I reckon I'd go in for the scenery. Well I was three quarters of the way to the back of the place after gettin my food (and a couple of pretty smiles and 'looks' from the girls) and I tell ya what, I felt about ten feet high and bullet proof. That's when I felt a little chill air-conditioned wind comin' through the seat of my jeans, where no wind should be gettin felt. I stopped dead in my tracks and checked my britches...somewhere along the way of gettin dragged down the arena, my old Levi's had a blowout, and there was about a six inch rip right alongside my back right pocket. I made the next twenty feet to the nearest empty table in record time, I'm sure I was a little red around the ears when I sat down and took off my cowboy hat. I snuck a glance up at the counter about a burger later and all the cashiers were gigglin. Just goes to show ya a little bit about how my life always goes. Hahahahah.

Cause you, you've been on my mind,

'That's what you have to do Pepe, just give everything to God and pray about it.'

 

Howdy ya'll I'm setting this down here so I'll never lose it. It's an original song that I've worked on the past few days. I reckon if there's any guitar pickers out there that like it I can send you a file of my recording of it.

 

 

 

I'm through with livin' in towns where the wind doesn't blow
I hate the asphalt acres where the grass never grows
This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be

(Tell me watchya want)

I want a brand new ranch in the Wyoming hills
Raise a buncha cows to pay all the bills
And a king size truck big enough for four plus me

(Tell me watchya need)

I'll need a
Blue horizon thats got no limit
And a big red barn with a workshop in it
Gonna buy me a tractor with an air conditioner

(Been there, done that)

I want a new stable full of ropin horses
Far away from any golf courses
Somewhere between Wright and Casper is fine for me

(So how you gonna do it)

I'm gonna trade this life of traffic and trains
And me get some spread way out on the plains

'Cause we all just wanna be true cowboys
And live in nice ranch houses away from noise
The girls are hott and the boys call you pard
We'll all stay skinny as we work so hard
And we'll
Hang out in the honky tonks
In the PBR with the bullriders
Every good boot wearer's gonna wind up there
Every barrel racer with her dark brown hair and well,
Hey hey I wanna be a cowboy
Hey hey I wanna be a cowboy

I wanna be great like Autry without the singin'
Hire eight ranch hands that love to bring my beeves in
Make a couple metal brands for all the other ranchers to see

(I'll have the Crazy P, haha)

I'm gonna top my head with the latest Stetson
Get brand new pair of the very best Justins
Gonna date me a woman that loves to go ridin' with me

(So how you gonna do it)

I'm gonna trade this life of traffic and trains
And me get some spread way out on the plains

'Cause we all just wanna be true cowboys
And live in nice ranch houses away from noise
The girls are hott and the boys call you pard
We'll all stay skinny as we work so hard
And we'll
Hang out in the honky tonks
In the PBR with the bullriders
Every good boot wearer's gonna wind up there
Every barrel racer with her dark brown hair,
And we'll
Hide out in the saddle rooms
Work on my F250 and my big IH
We'll raise a little hell every once in a while,
Everybody's got a good buddy on speed dial, well
Hey hey I wanna be a cowboy

I'm gonna sing my songs in the local saloon
Gonna spit Copenhagen in a brass spitoon
Get away from all the hassle and sound
Gonna own all the land for many miles around

Well we all just wanna be true cowboys
And live in nice ranch houses away from noise
The girls are hott and the boys call you pard
We'll all stay skinny as we work so hard
And we'll
Hang out in the honky tonks
In the PBR with the bullriders
Every good boot wearer's gonna wind up there
Every barrel racer with her dark brown hair,
And we'll
Hide out in the saddle rooms
Work on my F250 and my big IH
We'll raise a little hell every once in a while,
Everybody's got a good buddy on speed dial, well
Hey hey I wanna be a cowboy
Hey hey I wanna be a cowboy