Harpeth Rising

Harpeth Rising

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Folk - Alternative | Bowling Green, KY, Kentucky, United States
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Member Since: 2011
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Lyrics


Coyote
Greenberg/Harpeth Rising

When that old Coyote howls up at the moon
The dead and the living take warning
You know that he feels like a motherless child
And someone will find him by morning
Oh yeah, someone will find him by morning

Been ridin' so long now I'm tattered and torn
And my good horse stands saddled and hungry
He done right by me but I done him back poor
For his sake I wish he would leave
Yeah, for his sake I wish he would leave

CHORUS: Oh ride away
Better go back to from wherever it was you came
Ride, ride like you still have the day
Do you hear me boy? Ride away

Last night in the moonlight my pick struck the ground
And a bolt of cold lighting lay broken
It was wide as a mile and as clear as the sound
That gunshot that laid me wide open
That gunshot that laid me wide open

Out here in the desert they all end up the same
The wise and the wicked together
They seek what they find from the road that they take
And they all choose the gold not the water
Yeah, they all choose the gold not the water

CHORUS

They begged and they pleaded, they called me the fool
But that old Coyote was callin'
I bragged that I'd bring back some dust from the moon
Thank god they cannot see me crawlin'
Yeah, thank god they cannot se me crawlin'.

I've done ate my boots and a lizard or three
My water's gone alkali poison
I'm burnt through to the core and there's blood on my feet
And soon they'll be laughter and voices
Oh yeah soon they'll be laughter and voices

©2011 Grimm Rising

Song Length
4:23
Genres
Folk - Contemporary, Country - Alternative
Lead Vocal
Female Vocal


Language
English

Lyric Credits Wildman Green
Music Credits Jordana Greenberg/Rebecca Reed-Lunn
Producer Credits Bil VornDick
Publisher Credits Grimm Rising
Performance Credits Harpeth Rising