Way up on the mountain there ain't nobody countin' exactly when the cowboy's going to fly. When you hear the thunder there ain't no need to wonder; he's saddled up and headed for the sky. Because he's an idaho cowboy, no tennessee plow-boy. He's wild as the rockies he rides. The cougar in the canyon, the devil's old companion. Riding with a fire in his eyes. Mother's on the hillside, he's coming in the landslide. Lock the door and lookout down below. I know you think you taught her but you better hide your daughter. I guarantee something's going to blow. Because he's an idaho cowboy, no tennessee plow-boy. He's wild as the rockies he rides. The cougar in the canyon, the devil's old companion. Riding with a fire in his eyes. Tonight you might see him sitting on the lee rim silhouetted there against the moon. Howling like a coyote, hitting every high note. Telling you he'd be returning soon. Because he's an idaho cowboy, no tennessee plow-boy. He's wild as the rockies he rides. The cougar in the canyon, the devil's old companion. Riding with a fire in his eyes. Because he's an idaho cowboy, no tennessee plow-boy. He's wild as the rockies he rides. The cougar in the canyon, the devil's old companion. Riding with a fire in his eyes.