Sometimes I think these boots are better off on your porch My hat sure looks at home hangin' on your side of the door It's hard to pack your bag with you lyin' there in bed And even harder backin' down your drive Thinkin' about the words you said Rock and roll cowboy How high you gotta fly How many miles you gotta ride Before you hang your saddle up Rock and roll cowboy You got restless in your soul If you ain't out there on that road So go on and rock and roll cowboy I can feel the wheels, hear that engine hum A highway song Starin' out at another midnight whiskey Went chilled all night long Another town, another show, another hotel room Another missin' you over this phone When you're comin' home When you're comin' home Rock and roll cowboy How high you gotta fly How many miles you gotta ride Before you hang your saddle up Rock and roll cowboy You got restless in your soul If you ain't out there on that road So go on and rock and roll cowboy Rock and roll cowboy Rock and roll cowboy Oh, you know where you belong You ain't you if you ain't gone You'll never hang your saddle up Rock and roll cowboy How high you gotta fly How many miles you gotta ride How many miles, how many miles Rock and roll cowboy Rock and roll cowboy