Little Long-Haired Outlaw - 1992

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 losin' control
I'm losin' control
To a little long-haired outlaw who's ridin' somewhere deep down in my soul
He likes 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
Oh and here he goes

Well, I can be do a concert, be strummin' along just fine
Playing Little Joe The Wrangler, somethin' snaps inside my mind
And I can feel that long-haired music wellin' up from the rivers of my soul
Where the music flows
And that little long-haired 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 long-haired 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