I Miss You, I Do

Leaving out of Bozeman, southbound I-15 Down through Idaho and Salt Lake City You oughta see them Utah mountains In the summer before the snow The hippies in Park City And the Mormons in Provo They're good solid people No liquor touched their soul But I've heard that God can't see em' When they're up in Jackson Hole Just another night Two headlights And another motel room I miss you, I miss you, I do When you're leaving out of Casper Make sure your tank is full Don't drive at night in wintertime And stay out of the snow There's a seat waiting for you Up at the Beacon club Or the Tokyo massage For a different kind of rub Them girls aren't so pretty But you'll feel better when they're through I miss you, I miss you, I do I miss you in the morning And I miss you at night When I'm all alone On some lonesome lonely drive Every song on the radio Reminds me of you I miss you, I miss you, I do When I'm driving through Hardin I keep that pedal down real hot Cause them Crow they don't care How much Blackfoot that I've got I gave up smoking cigarettes And took up Honky Tonks To save my body, soul and lungs When I quit riding broncs And I still get drunken calls From my old traveling friends And they're still out there Chasing anything that jumps and kicks And no matter where I go I still wear my cowboy boots I miss you, I miss you, I do I miss you, I miss you, I do I miss you, I miss you, I do