COYOTE'S CALL
She works all day in a small cafe
At the edge of town
She lives with her kids in a little house
Where the river turns 'round
She makes do, there's not much new
She's learned how to mend
She's given up waiting at the post office
For the checks he never sends
Sometimes she'll miss him
Most times not at all
Especially when the birthdays come and go
And he doesn't think to call
But she's not got time for loneliness
No time for anything
She only gets that feeling
When she hears the coyotes sing
They're singing ooo, ooo
That's the sound of a lonely coyote's call
They're singing ooo, ooo
That's the sound of a woman with her back against the wall
The furniture is thread bare
But the kitchen floor is clean
There's a yellow stray that came and stayed
He scratches on the screen
And the paycheck doesn't go too far
The last few days are hard
But at least there is a roof overhead
And the kids have a got a yard
And she'll sometimes think of leaving
But she knows she never will
But she can't help thinking freedom
When there's coyotes on the hill
They're singing ooo, ooo
That's the sound of a lonely coyote's call
They're singing ooo, ooo
That's the sound of a woman with her back against the wall
And she only gets lonely when she sees
Lovers walking in the night
And that's when she'll dream of dancing slow
With someone to hold her tight
But she'll end up on her back porch
Where the stars pierce through the black
And that's the nights when the coyotes howl
That she'll be howling back
She's singing ooo, ooo
That's the sound of a lonely coyote's call
She's singing ooo, ooo
That's the sound of a woman with her back against the wall
That's the sound of a woman with her back against the wall
from Small Cafe
©1996 Word of Mouth Music