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~Song of the Bandit~

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Song of the Bandit. (MP3)

by M.Robbins.

 

When the

Coyote Calls Down Moonlit Dreams

 

Sleep comes fast along the trail,
Twilight, moonlight and a coyotes wail,
Echoes along the canyon wall,
It's a haunting cry and a lonesome call.

Calling tonight through the cold and clear,
To the distant past or some future year.
My eyes grow heavy; I nod off to sleep,
On a saddle blanket in the canyon deep.

When the coyote calls down moonlit dreams,
To a boy still bursting at the seams,
Asleep in the canyon 'till the morning dew,
Dreams like this always come true.

Evening cool raised a gentle breeze,
As the horses pawed the roots of the trees,
Of the picket line standing tall and true,
The years to come came into view.

You came to me though you never knew,
We walked a while as warm breezes blew,
A seaside, a riverside, a far off place,
I saw your smile, long hair and face.

As sunrise kissed the morning dew,
I knew that some day I would find you,
And each to the other would belong.
It was all right there in the coyote's song.

We found each other and have lived the dream,
That came beside a mountain stream.
Asleep in the canyon 'till the morning dew,
Dreams like this always come true.

2003, Paul R. Kern


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