Coyote (The Ballad Of Roy Johnson)

(álbum: Humble Folks - 2018)

Well, I spend all day sitting in the shade
Waiting in my pickup truck
In not too long, a law man drives by
He stops to see what's up
I had to pull on over and give my eyes a break
You're a busy man, nothing to see here
So I send him on his way
I see his taillights fading
And I grab my glass of tea
Truth is, my name's Roy Johnson
Coyote is my trade
Not five minutes later
A mesquite bush starts shaking
Like it was afraid
Fifteen men, women, and children
Jumped in the back of my Chevrolet
Saw them trembling in my rearview mirror
Through my aviator shades
Said, "me llamo Roy Johnson
And coyote is my trade."

'Cause you won't hear me coming
You won't see my face
I cut that trail a thousand times
All without a trace
It's my line of business
No, it ain't a pretty thing
My name is Roy Johnson
Coyote is my trade

I did what my mama told me
I got my four year degree
Now I'm an expert in logistics
I get product from A to B
No, I don't cut no corners
I've always got a plan
If you're looking for my services
Amigo, I'm your man
I'll get you across that Rio
Welcome to the USA
Dig that, say the name's Roy Johnson
Coyote is my trade

No, you won't hear me coming
You won't see my face
Well, I cut that trail a thousand times
All without a trace
It's my line of business
No, it ain't no pretty thing
My name is Roy Johnson
Coyote is my trade

Well, I clearly remember
Like it was yesterday
I had that Chevy parked right under
My usual spot of shade
Not five minutes
A mesquite bush started shaking
Like it was afraid
Fifteen federale jumped out
They all knew my name

I guess they saw me coming
They saw my face
And I cut that trail a thousand times
Guess I left a trace
It's my line of business
And I ain't ashamed to say
"My name is Roy Johnson
Coyote is my trade."

Now I spend all day sitting in the shade
Waiting in my pickup truck