Joni Mitchell - Coyote

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No regrets, Coyote.
We just come from such different sets of circumstance.
I`m up all night in the studios
And you`re up early on your ranch.
You`ll be brushing out a brood mare`s tail
While the sun is ascending,
And I`ll just be getting home with my reel to reel...
There`s no comprehending
Just how close to the bone, and the skin, and the eyes, and the lips you can get -
And still feel so alone.
And still feel related
Like stations in some relay.
You`re not a, a hit and run driver, no, no,
Racing away.
You just picked up a hitcher,
A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway.

We saw a farmhouse burning down
In the middle of the road,
Where in the middle of the night,
We rolled right past that tragedy
Till we pulled into some road house lights
Where a local band was playing.
Locals were up kicking and shaking on the floor.
The next thing I know
That Coyote`s at my door.
He pins me in a corner and he won`t take "No!".
He drags me out on the dance floor
And we`re dancing close and slow.
Now he`s got a woman at home.
He`s got another woman down the hall.
He seems to want me anyway:
"Why`d you have to get so drunk and
Lead me on that way?`".
You just picked up a hitcher,
A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway.

I looked a Coyote right in the face
On the road to Baljennie near my old home town.
He went runnin` through the whisker wheat
Chasing some prize down.
And a hawk was playing with him.
Coyote was jumping straight up and making passes.
He had those same eyes just like yours -
Under your dark glasses,
Privately probing the public rooms,
Peeking through keyholes in numbered doors
Where the players lick their wounds,
And take their temporary lovers
And their pills and powders to get them through this passion play.
No regrets, Coyote,
I just get off up away.
You just picked up a hitcher,
A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway.

Coyote`s in the coffee shop.
He`s staring a hole in his scrambled eggs.
And he picks up my scent on his fingers
While he`s watching a waitresses` legs.
He`s too far from the Bay of Fundy
From appaloosas and eagles and tides.
The air conditioned cubicles and the carbon ribbon rides
Are spelling it out so clear:
Either he`s going to have to stand and fight,
Or take off out of here.
I tried to run away myself,
To run away and wrestle with my ego -
And with this flame you put here in this Eskimo -
In this hitcher -
In this prisoner -
Of the fine white lines -
Of the white lines -
On the free, free way.

Release History

1976

Coyote / Blue Motel Room

1. Coyote (5:00)
2. Blue Motel Room (5:03)

1976

Hejira

1. Coyote (5:00)
2. Amelia (6:00)
3. Furry Sings The Blues (5:03)
4. A Strange Boy (4:15)
5. Hejira (6:35)
6. Song for Sharon (8:30)
7. Black Crow (4:20)
8. Blue Motel Room (5:03)
9. Refuge of The Roads (6:37)

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Hejira

1. Coyote (5:00)
2. Amelia (6:00)
3. Furry Sings The Blues (5:03)
4. Black Crow (4:20)
5. Blue Motel Room (5:03)
6. Song for Sharon (8:30)
7. A Strange Boy (4:15)
8. Hejira (6:35)
9. Refuge of The Roads (6:37)

September 1980

Shadows And Light

1. Introduction (1:51)
2. In France They Kiss on Main Street (4:14)
3. Edith and The Kingpin (4:10)
4. Coyote (5:00)
5. Goodbye Pork Pie Hat (6:02)
6. The Dry Cleaner from Des Moines (4:37)
7. Amelia (6:00)
8. Pat's Solo (3:09)
9. Hejira (6:35)
10. Black Crow (4:20)
11. Don's Solo (4:04)
12. Dreamland (4:37)
13. Free Man in Paris (3:02)
14. Band Introduction (0:52)
15. Furry Sings The Blues (5:03)
16. WHY DO FOOLS FALL IN LOVE? (2:53)
17. Shadows and Light (5:23)
18. God Must Be a Boogie Man (5:02)
19. Woodstock (4:25)