Well, I have been a cowboy, dang near all my life
That good ol' cowboy music is all I'm supposed to like
But here lately I don't know what's happening but I'm losing control
I'm losing control
To a little long-haired outlaw who's a-riding somewhere deep down in my soul
He likes to rock and roll

Well, he rides a pinto stallion down the canyons of my mind
Makes camp beneath a memory below the timberline
Got a little electric fender guitar, plugs direct into my soul
Right into my soul
Turns up the volume, bends them guitar strings and plays that rock and roll
Ah and here he goes

Well, I can do a concert, strumming along just fine
Playing Little Joe The Wrangler when something snaps inside my mind
And I can feel that long-haired music welling up from the rivers of my soul
Where the music flows
When that little long-hair outlaw takes over and makes me play that rock and roll, oh yeah

Now if you like cowboy music and you don't like this song
Well, I'd like to apologize if the tune kinda came out wrong
But you see I can't help myself the little longhair has got control
And he won't let go
But I'll get back to my cowboy music but sometimes you gotta play a little rock and roll
It's my turn, it's about time