"Little Longhaired Outlaw"
"Transcribe" sanoma at onewest.net
(E)Well I have been a cowboy,
dang near all my life.
(E)That good ol' cowboy music
is all i'm suppossed to like,
(A)but here lately I do't know whats
But i'm losin'(E)control.
(E)I'm losin' control.
(B)To a little longhaired outlaw
(A)Whose a ridin' some where deep
Down in my
Well he rides a pinto stallion,
Down the canyons of my mind.
Makes camp beneath a memory,
Below the timberline.
Got a little 'lectric 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 be doin' a concert,
Strummin'along just fine.
Playing Little Joe The Wrangler.
When somethin' snaps inside my mind.
And I can feel that longhaired music
Wellin' up from the rivers of my soul.
Where the music flows.
When that little longhair takes over,
And makes me play that rock and roll.
Now if you like cowboy music,
And you don't like this song.
Well i'd like to appologize,
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'' get back to my cowboy music
Sometimes I gotta play a little rock and roll