Coyote by Ken Pomeroy
My Mamaw named me ᎤᏍᏗ ᏀᏯ ᏓᎶᏂᎨ ᎤᏍᏗᎦ which means little yellow-haired wolf. BUT I was called coyote because I was sly. I wrote coyote about me realizing I had grown to be the coyote and not the wolf. My Mamaw is a very prominent part of who I am. She taught me about my heritage and allowed me to grow up learning tribal customs and stories. This one is for her.
Tracklist
| 1. | Coyote | 3:51 |
Lyrics
Honey look out for the coyote
Sleuthing around the hens
Meet him with a stare and don’t dare turn away
If you don’t he’ll be back again
If you don’t he’ll be back again
In time your time will come
Your time will come
Dining room fighting like our parents
There ain’t no reason to hide
Crying coyote
Look me in the eyes
Under over head light
Under over head light
In time your time will come
Your time will come
I know I’m the coyote
I bite just cause I’m scared
Swallow my tongue
And keep it there
Unlike you nobody’s ever cared
Unlike you nobody’s ever cared
In time your time will come
In time your time will come
Credits
2024, © 2024 Ken Pomeroy.
Written by McKenan Dawn Pomeroy (ASCAP), Pixie Dust Publishing (ASCAP)
Produced by Dakota McDaniel, Colton Jean, Gary Paczosa
Recorded by Colton Jean, Dakota McDaniel, Gary Paczosa
Mixed by Gary Paczosa
Mastered by Paul Blakemore
Musicians / Instruments
Ken Pomeroy – Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
John Moreland – Vocals
Dakota McDaniel – Bass, Electric Guitar, Banjo
Chris Scruggs – Pedal Steel
Colton Jean – Drums
License
All rights reserved.Recommendations
Ken Pomeroy is a thrilling and fresh new voice in the folk and songwriting scene, whose honest lyrics and raw storytelling have already captured fans from Reservation Dogs showrunner Sterlin Harjo to musician John Moreland. Born and raised outside of Oklahoma City, Pomeroy’s stories touch on her Native American heritage and somewhat painful, personal past.