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Текст песни Joni Mitchell - Coyote

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No regrets coyoteWe just come from such different sets of circumstanceIm up all night in the studiosAnd youre up early on your ranchYoull be brushing out a brood mares tailWhile the sun is ascendingAnd Ill just be getting home with my reel to reel...Theres no comprehendingJust how close to the bone and the skin and the eyesAnd the lips you can getAnd still feel so aloneAnd still feel relatedLike stations in some relayYoure not a hit and run driver, no, noRacing awayYou just picked up a hitcherA prisoner of the white lines on the freewayWe saw a farmhouse burning downIn the middle of nowhereIn the middle of the nightAnd we rolled right past that tragedyTill we turned into some road house lightsWhere a local band was playingLocals were up kicking and shaking on the floorAnd the next thing I knowThat coyotes at my doorHe pins me in a corner and he wont take "no!"He drags me out on the dance floorAnd were dancing close and slowNow hes got a woman at homeHes got another woman down the hallHe seems to want me anywayWhyd you have to get so drunkAnd lead me on that wayYou just picked up a hitcherA prisoner of the white lines of the freewayI looked a coyote right in the faceOn the road to baljennie near my old home townHe went running thru the whisker wheatChasing some prize downAnd a hawk was playing with himCoyote was jumping straight up and making passesHe had those same eyes - just like yoursUnder your dark glassesPrivately probing the public roomsAnd peeking thru keyholes in numbered doorsWhere the players lick their woundsAnd take their temporary loversAnd their pills and powders to get them thru this passion playNo regrets, coyoteI just get off up awaysYou just picked up a hitcherA prisoner of the white lines on the freewayCoyotes in the coffee shopHes staring a hole in his scrambled eggsHe picks up my scent on his fingersWhile hes watching the waitresses legsHes too fat from the bay of fundy>from appaloosas and eagles and tidesAnd the air conditioned cubiclesAnd the carbon ribbon ridesAre spelling it out so clearEither hes going to have to stand and fightOr take off out of hereI tried to run away myselfTo run away and wrestle with my egoAnd with this flameYou put here in this eskimoIn this hitcherIn this prisonerOf the fine white linesOf the white lines on the free, free way

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