Coyotes

Was a cowboy I knew in south Texas, His face was burnt deep by the sun, Part history, part sage, part mesquit, He was there when Poncho Villa was young. And he'd tell you a tale of the old days, When the country was wild all around, Sit out under the

Jason Mraz - Coyotes Sipping coffee at a quarter to two i wake up and i'm dallin and my minds running to you no wonder i'm a one woman man she keeps me hot in a jar on the nightstand i should tell her that she couldn't be more opposite then a foot in