Mr. Coyote and the Terrible Things He Taught His Children lyrics

The coyotes they sing out here In the dark before the cockadoodle crows And the freedom of daylight draws near The coyotes howl a painful song to my ears And I hear less hope than a sad Negro Spiritual Sung by mothers in tears So I asked Coyote Why he does the things he does And he replied to me softly Because I am my father’s son But I told him that Things can change They don’t have to stay the same But he stopped me and he said Arghhh-wooooo I’m a slave to the moon Arghhh-wooooo I’m a Coyote and it’s just what we do The coyotes Oh, they waste their time out here In the dark chasing their own tails Running in circles of fear So I asked Coyote Why he does the things he does And he replied to me softly Because I am my father’s son But I told him that Things can change They don’t have to stay the same But he stopped me and he said Arghhh-wooooo I’m a slave to the moon Arghhh-wooooo I’m a Coyote and it’s just what we do Oooo, but I told him that You don’t have to have The bitter taste in your mouth no more From the sour grapes your parents ate That was their choice not your’s I believe a father’s child can change their own ways And I know that this is something that I’ve said before But there’s time and these things can be restored And I won’t stop until we all make it there And we will sing a new song like Arghhh-wooooo We are slaves to no thing, no thing Arghhh-wooooo It’s for freedom we have been set free!