Digging for Gold - The Stone Coyotes

I was kicking stones down by the river

Listening to the call of the wild

When you approached from the other direction

I sang you the song of the motherless child

You could say I’m a starry-eyed dreamer

You could say I’m a troubadour of old

You could say I’m a soldier of fortune

(high plains drifter)

Or a prospector digging for gold

Outside the castle a lady-in-waiting

Had her application denied

She said, «That's a bitter pill to swallow

Just when I was hitting my stride»

I saw a man who took to the high wire

Looked like he was dying to please

He waved to the crowd below

Then he fell with the greatest of ease

I’ve seen spirit horses with blood on their saddles

Angels with blue white wings

Or maybe I’m a trickster

And I’ve actually seen none of these things

I’ll give you twenty-five dollars

And then I’ll give you twenty-five more

If you can answer this question

What am I talking to you for?