It's a Coyote Christmas out here on the plains
No one left to sing our songs to, no one left to blame
It would take a steel trap and if we came up lame
Why, we'd keep limping right along into the next refrain
Ahooooooooohhhhhh.....
So, if you're lonely on Christmas Eve
Bare your teeth don't feel bereaved
Many needles on the tree
Many fish within the sea
Maybe you can find a whole new family
You can stay in the ruins or rise from the remains
Any way you hum it, all sounds the same
It's a Coyote Christmas out here on the plains
We keep limping right along into the next refrain...
Portland singer/songwriter delivers a gorgeous Christmas EP, fashioned in the lush style of classics by Bing Crosby and Johnny Mathis. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2020