Lyrics Little Long-haired Outlaw

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 riding 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
Plays that rock and roll, and here he goes

Well I can do a concert
Be strumming along just fine
Playing "Little Joe The Wrangler"
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
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 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-hair's got control and he won't let go
And I'll get back to my cowboy music
Sometimes you gotta play a little rock and roll
It's my turn, it's about time