The Stone Coyotes

Let the Wild Horse Run

The Stone Coyotes
The Stone Coyotes


If only she were free to roam

Wide open spaces would be her home

She was born to wander - Don’t make her wait

Don’t fence her in - Open up the gate


People say 

She’s a crazy one

She’s kickin’ down the barn door

Let the wild horse run


Meek and mild – She’s not one of those

No fancy dresses – No ribbons and bows

You can’t keep her under lock and key

She’ll break the chains eventually


There she goes – She cut the ties that bind

Through the hills and valleys where the rivers wind

Finally free from her prison cell

You can hear callin’, cryin’ out with a rebel yell