歌词
Coyot-coyote
What have they done?
Little brother where
Where do you run?
They Strychinined the mountain
They Strychinined the plain
My little brother, the coyote won't come back again
When you hear him singing
The few that are left
He's warning the human race
Of his death
Don't poison the mesas
Don't poison the sky
Or you won't be back
Little brother, goodbye
There will be no one to listen
And no one to sing
And never, and never will there be spring
Coyot-coyote
What have they done?
