The Three Little Javalinas

(Slow dirty guitar riff… crowd cheering…) “Aw yeah…” “Way out in the desert now…” “Three little javelinas…” “And one hungry ol’ coyote…” (Verse 1) Down in Arizona where the cactus grow tall Three little javelinas livin’ out beyond the wall One built a house from tumbleweed trash One built a stick shack built too fast But the little one grinned with an adobe plan Mud brick walls baked hard by hand Coyote came struttin’ with a crooked little smile Said, “I’m gonna huff and blow y’all wild!” (Chorus) A-haw haw haw haw! Little javelina shack! Way out in the desert where the coyotes attack! A-haw haw haw haw! Better watch your back! That adobe house ain’t gonna crack! (Verse 2) Well the first little pig got blowed away Tumbleweeds flyin’ like a hurricane day Second little brother thought his sticks were strong Till the coyote laughed and blew ‘em all gone Now they’re runnin’ through the sagebrush night Moonlight shinin’ and the stars burn bright They hit that adobe and they slammed that door Coyote said, “Boys, I want one more!” (Chorus) A-haw haw haw haw! Little javelina shack! Hot desert wind and a smokin’ train track! A-haw haw haw haw! Hear the rattlesnake crack! That adobe house ain’t gonna crack! (Breakdown) (Crowd clapping) “Well alright…” “Somebody hand that coyote a shovel…” (Heavy blues groove drops lower) Coyote climbed up on the roof so slow Tail twitchin’ in the firelight glow Slipped down the chimney with a hungry grin But a pot of red chile was boilin’ within! (Crowd Chant Section) “HOT! HOT! HOT!” “RUN COYOTE RUN!” (Drums kick harder) (Extended Guitar Solo Section) (Massive Texas blues guitar solo begins) • Screaming pinch harmonics • Long dusty bends • Slide guitar answering the main riff • Bass and drums lock into a swampy desert groove • Audience clapping along • Guitar player walks to center stage under red lights • Solo stretches into a fiery boogie jam • Tempo slightly increases as the crowd roars • Final solo section mimics coyote howls with sustained guitar feedback “Play it boys!” (Final Chorus) A-haw haw haw haw! Little javelina shack! Coyote got burned and he ain’t comin’ back! A-haw haw haw haw! Hear the thunder crack! That adobe house don’t never crack! (Ending) (Band slows down into dirty blues groove) “Way out in the desert…” “You better build it right…” (Huge guitar squeal… crowd erupts… fade out)