D              A             G
Was a cowboy I knew in south Texas
D                  A           G
His face was burnt deep by the sun
D              A         G
Part history, part sage, part Mexican
D                        A          G
He was there when Pancho Villa was young

D                   A           G
And he'd tell you a tail of the old days
D                    A        G
When the country was wild all around
D                  A           G
sit out under the stars of the Milky Way
D                    A       G
And listen while the coyotes howled and they go..

D       A        G
Poodi yip poo yip poo
D                A          G
Poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
D       A        G
Poo yip poo yip poo
D                 A          G
Poo di hoo di yip poo di yip poo

Bm                         G
Now the Longhorns are gone and the drovers are gone
Em                     A
The Comanches are gone and the out laws are gone
Em                 D/F#
Geronimo is gone and Sam Bass is gone
G                      A
And the lion is gone and the red wolf is gone

D                      A              G
Well he cursed all the roads and the oil men
D                 A     G
And he cursed the automobile
G           D          A                 G
Said "this is no place for an hombre like I am
D                  A              G
In this new world of asphault and steel"

D                       A             G
Then He'd look off some place in the distance
D                A        G
At somethin only he could see

D                        A          G
He'd say "all thats left now of the old days
D           A           G
Damned ol' coyotes and me" and they go

D       A        G
Poo yip poo yip poo
D                A          G
Poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
D       A        G
Poo yip poo yip poo
D                 A          G
Poo di hoo di yip poo di yip poo

Bm                          G
Now the Longhorns are gone and the drovers are gone
Em                      A
The Comanches are gone and the outlaws are gone
Em                 D/F#
Now Quatro is gone, Stan Wantee is gone
G                  A
And the lion gone and the red wolf is gone

D           A             G
One mornin they searched his adobe
D              A              G
He disappeared without even a word
G         D            A               G
But that night as the moon crossed the mountains
D         A          G
One more coyote was heard and he'd go

D       A        G
Poo yip poo yip poo
D                A          G
Poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
D       A        G
Poo yip poo yip poo
D                 A          G
Poo di hoo di yip poo di yip poo

D       A        G
Poo yip poo yip poo
D                A          G
Poodi hoo di yip poo di yip poo
D       A        G
Poo yip poo yip poo
D                 A          G
Poo di hoo di yip poo di yip poo