Coyote Bones Songtext

I heard you found coyote bones again.
Take me to his resting place, my friend.
We'll throw a funeral for him, and for all his animal friends.
His friends said he was murdered for his pelt, by a man with a mustache from the South.
He had a cigarette in his hand, with his back turned to the hurricane's winds.
And the coyote's family said, he was a hunter and a gatherer and a father and a friend.
And a good one at that.
And a leader of the pack.
Said that this coyote will never come back.
But may he rest in peace, from this desert heat.