Heading out, you heart beating in your head Riding of the Texas wind Raise your feet as you cross the state line Waking up, the Mesa sun and the sky All the way to Tucumcari and Santa Fe seems a stone's throw away, yeah Coyote! Coyote! Coming down, the Phoenix sun on your face Turns it to red by the afternoon And to the right, the Grand Canyon is wide Sing along, the needle skips in the wind Count the stars of Death Valley And in the dark, Barstow starts to fade Coyote! Coyote! Yeah!