Ingresar
Registro
Buscar en la letra
Buscar por:
#
A
B
C
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
Inicio
>
J
>
Joni Mitchell
>
Coyote
> Corregir Coyote
Plugin Winamp
Lista de
reproducción
Corregir Letra Coyote de Joni Mitchell
Regresar a la letra Coyote de Joni Mitchell
El envío de correcciones solamente está disponible para usuarios autenticados. Debe
autenticarse
para poder realizarla.
Letra actual de la canción
No regrets Coyote<br />We just come from such different sets of circumstance<br />I'm up all night in the studios<br />And you're up early on your ranch<br />You'll be brushing out a brood mare's tail<br />While the sun is ascending<br />And I'll just be getting home with my reel to reel...<br />There's no comprehending<br />Just how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes<br />And the lips you can get<br />And still feel so alone<br />And still feel related<br />Like stations in some relay<br />You're not a hit and run driver, no, no<br />Racing away<br />You just picked up a hitcher<br />A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway<br /><br />We saw a farmhouse burning down<br />In the middle of nowhere<br />In the middle of the night<br />And we rolled right past that tragedy<br />Till we turned into some road house lights<br />Where a local band was playing<br />Locals were up kicking and shaking on the floor<br />And the next thing I know<br />That Coyote's at my door<br />He pins me in a corner and he won't take "No!"<br />He drags me out on the dance floor<br />And we're dancing close and slow<br />Now he's got a woman at home<br />He's got another woman down the hall<br />He seems to want me anyway<br />Why'd you have to get so drunk<br />And lead me on that way<br />You just picked up a hitcher<br />A prisoner of the white lines of the freeway<br /><br />I looked a Coyote right in the face<br />On the road to Baljennie near my old home town<br />He went running thru the whisker wheat<br />Chasing some prize down<br />And a hawk was playing with him<br />Coyote was jumping straight up and making passes<br />He had those same eyes - just like yours<br />Under your dark glasses<br />Privately probing the public rooms<br />And peeking thru keyholes in numbered doors<br />Where the players lick their wounds<br />And take their temporary lovers<br />And their pills and powders to get them thru this passion play<br /><br />No regrets, Coyote<br />I just get off up aways<br />You just picked up a hitcher<br />A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway<br /><br />Coyote's in the coffee shop<br />He's staring a hole in his scrambled eggs<br />He picks up my scent on his fingers<br />While he's watching the waitresses' legs<br />He's too far from the Bay of Fundy<br />&gt;From Appaloosas and Eagles and tides<br />And the air conditioned cubicles<br />And the carbon ribbon rides<br />Are spelling it out so clear<br />Either he's going to have to stand and fight<br />Or take off out of here<br />I tried to run away myself<br />To run away and wrestle with my ego<br />And with this flame<br />You put here in this Eskimo<br />In this hitcher<br />In this prisoner<br />Of the fine white lines<br />Of the white lines on the free, free way
Letra nueva de la canción
No regrets Coyote<br />We just come from such different sets of circumstance<br />I'm up all night in the studios<br />And you're up early on your ranch<br />You'll be brushing out a brood mare's tail<br />While the sun is ascending<br />And I'll just be getting home with my reel to reel...<br />There's no comprehending<br />Just how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes<br />And the lips you can get<br />And still feel so alone<br />And still feel related<br />Like stations in some relay<br />You're not a hit and run driver, no, no<br />Racing away<br />You just picked up a hitcher<br />A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway<br /><br />We saw a farmhouse burning down<br />In the middle of nowhere<br />In the middle of the night<br />And we rolled right past that tragedy<br />Till we turned into some road house lights<br />Where a local band was playing<br />Locals were up kicking and shaking on the floor<br />And the next thing I know<br />That Coyote's at my door<br />He pins me in a corner and he won't take "No!"<br />He drags me out on the dance floor<br />And we're dancing close and slow<br />Now he's got a woman at home<br />He's got another woman down the hall<br />He seems to want me anyway<br />Why'd you have to get so drunk<br />And lead me on that way<br />You just picked up a hitcher<br />A prisoner of the white lines of the freeway<br /><br />I looked a Coyote right in the face<br />On the road to Baljennie near my old home town<br />He went running thru the whisker wheat<br />Chasing some prize down<br />And a hawk was playing with him<br />Coyote was jumping straight up and making passes<br />He had those same eyes - just like yours<br />Under your dark glasses<br />Privately probing the public rooms<br />And peeking thru keyholes in numbered doors<br />Where the players lick their wounds<br />And take their temporary lovers<br />And their pills and powders to get them thru this passion play<br /><br />No regrets, Coyote<br />I just get off up aways<br />You just picked up a hitcher<br />A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway<br /><br />Coyote's in the coffee shop<br />He's staring a hole in his scrambled eggs<br />He picks up my scent on his fingers<br />While he's watching the waitresses' legs<br />He's too far from the Bay of Fundy<br />&gt;From Appaloosas and Eagles and tides<br />And the air conditioned cubicles<br />And the carbon ribbon rides<br />Are spelling it out so clear<br />Either he's going to have to stand and fight<br />Or take off out of here<br />I tried to run away myself<br />To run away and wrestle with my ego<br />And with this flame<br />You put here in this Eskimo<br />In this hitcher<br />In this prisoner<br />Of the fine white lines<br />Of the white lines on the free, free way
Digite lo que ve en la imagen