Many Trails lyrics

Artist  : Bill Miller 
Song : Many Trails



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 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.