he hugged the brush and ran the ridge dropped down and headed for the bridge dropped down and headed for the bridge quiet as the rising moon quiet as the rising moon i saw a coyote the devil broke the rolling veil a shadow rode along the rail a shadow rode along the rail black as the buzzard s wing black as the buzzard s wing i saw a coyote and if you look down there you ll find a trace a barbed wire scar across the face a barbed wire scar across the face fading like a midnight mile fading like a midnight mile i saw a coyote fading like a midnight mile i saw a coyote