Lone Coyote (3:13)

LONE COYOTE
By Alexis Marie Thompson (Ol Whitetail)

I was in the arms of a woven wool blanket
Sipping on steam from sage and chamomile
Then, in between the lines of Tolstoy I got lonely.
So, I headed for the Allegheny hills.

I wonder if I’ll meet and tame ya somewhere out in Pennsylvania
Along a lake shore running or working in the corn.
Love is a lone coyote.
She’s not looking for somebody.
She just wakes up next to you by accident one morn.

Clouds lined the woodland like smoke from chimneys
And I smelled turnips and potatoes from their plates
Then every kettle whistled a sweet, romantic story
And the Susquehanna called my name.

I wonder if I’ll meet and tame ya somewhere out in Pennsylvania
Along a lake shore running or working in the corn.
Love is a lone coyote.
She’s not looking for somebody.
She just wakes up next to you by accident one morn.

I wonder if I’ll meet and tame ya somewhere out in Pennsylvania
Along a lake shore running or working in the corn.
Love is a lone coyote.
She’s not looking for somebody.
She just wakes up next to you by accident one morn.

Love is a lone coyote.
She’s not looking for somebody.
She just wakes up next to you by accident one morning