The Stone Coyotes

The Boy From the Rodeo

The Stone Coyotes
The Stone Coyotes


The townsfolk spoke about her, told me all they knew

Said she’s not much one for talkin’

She’s been in Oklahoma now since 1962

You’ll find her out on her front porch rockin’


She saw me comin’, kickin’ up dust as I got near

Watched me with her eyes of faded blue

She asked me not unkindly, “What are you doin’ way out here?

No one takes this road unless they have to”


It was a long, long time ago

The day she fell in love with the boy from the rodeo


He tipped his hat to me that day at the Tulsa County Fair 

He told me, “Bronco ridin’s what I do”

Even though he didn’t know it, I swore right then and there

He’s the only one I’d ever give my heart to


With every ride I prayed he wasn’t riding for a fall

Till the day he drew the horse called Satan’s Son

For a moment there it seemed like he’d bust that devil after all

But in a flash he lay there broken, my darling one


She said, “I ran through the crowd and the dirt and the mud and I heard my own voice scream

‘Lord – Please don’t let him die’

One horse, one ride, one fall, one hoof, two hearts with trampled dreams 

Now I live with the prairie wind and the southern sky”


I left her on the porch with the shadows growing long

She waved goodbye and watched me go

She turned to face the sunset and rocked to an old, old song

On the breeze I heard, “Ki-yi-yippie-yi-yo”