Bill Miller Many Trails Lyrics

Many Trails Lyrics

A boy heard the voice of the whippoorwill one night and went out to find where
he was singing. He had to walk quite a ways through a big field, because the
song of the whippoorwill carried so well in the wind he sound much closer then
he really was. And on the way the boy found a well worn trail, so he stayed on
it for a while. And sitting in the middle of the trail was coyote, and coyote
was singing too. He turned and saw the boy and he said "Why are you follow
me?" The boy was frightened and said "Well the trail you made happened
to be a short and easy way through this field. Then coyote asked "Well if
your not following me then why are you here?" "Well I heard the
beautiful song of the whippoorwill and wanted to watch him sing."
"Well do you not think my songs are beautiful?", said coyote.
"Oh", said the boy, "there good but I hear you all the time. I
much prefer the songs of the whippoorwill" This made coyote furious and he
was jealous of the whippoorwill's song. He said "Listen to my night song
you might like this one" And he pulled back his head and yodeled out a
tune. The boy covered his ears and politely said, "Thank you for the song,
but I must be going now." "Well", coyote said, "I can show
you a short cut to the whippoorwill boy, and where he sings is just over
there." Pointing his claw, smiling out of the side of his mouth. The boy
paused, looked around, he knew the night was passing fast so he agreed to
follow coyote. But coyote's trail was rough and rocky. And the boy fell in
quite a few gopher holes along the way. Coyote turned around and laughed and he
yelled to the boy. "Were almost there, hurry up." Coyote was at a full
trot but the boy had just fallen again and hurt his knee. And by the time he got
to the place where the whippoorwill had been singing all night, it was morning.
Whippoorwill was gone. And so was coyote, in fact he could hear coyote's songs
in another field. So the boy turned and headed for home, covered with burrs,
misquito bites and a skinned up knee. And it was many summers later when the
boy became a wiser man. And he realized, there are no shortcuts to find
something you really love. But there are many trails in this life. So you must
stay true to your path, and always keep and eye out for coyote.