If I ever make my way back out towards Cheyenne I may not pass it up this time around So if you see me flying North up 2-11 Means I finally ditched that guitar town Yeah ♪ I hear not far from there's good fly rod fishin' And I'm sure love to have good company You know this taillight dungeon's got me spinning And this keeping up with the Jones' baby, ain't you and me We could be long gone, take off Find a better nail to hang our hats on Maybe it's time to just move on, go get lost Ride into the sunset singing cowboy songs Like high plains outlaws ♪ You could be my pretty green-eyed Etta And I could be your sidekick sun dance kid There ain't a thing 'round here we'd miss, I bet you We'd just make our getaway like all the good ones did We could be long gone, take off Find a better nail to hang our hats on Maybe it's time to just move on, get lost Ride into the sunset singing cowboy songs Like high plains outlaws ♪ Oh, we could be long gone, take off Find a better nail to hang our hats on Maybe it's time to just move on, go get lost Ride into the sunset singing cowboy songs You and me Like high plains outlaws Like high plains outlaws