by IceFang100 » Mon Apr 22, 2024 1:03 pm
"Sixteen Tons", by Tennessee Ernie Ford
"Then he'd look off someplace in the distance
At something only he could see
He'd say, 'All that's left now of the old days:
Those [censored] old coyotes and me.'
[...]
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."
-"Coyotes", by Don Edwards