better than ezra
coyote
Heading out, you heart beating in your head  Riding of the Texas wind  Raise your feet as you cross the state line  Waking up, the Mesa sun and the sky  All the way to Tucumcari  And Santa Fe seems a stone's throw away, yeah  Coyote!  Coyote!   Coming down, the Phoenix sun on your face  Turns it to red by the afternoon  And to the right, the Grand Canyon is wide  Sing along, the needle skips in the wind  Count the stars of Death Valley  And in the dark, Barstow starts to fade  Coyote!  Coyote!   Yeah!