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Just a Wild HairWild Hair
Tonight how the teardrops are fallin' You've packed all the dishes and your clothes And in five minutes more you'll be closin' the door To start your new life, I suppose.
A real man can feel, and when the feelin's get real A man doesn't care if it shows But it's not your goodbye that's makin' me cry It's just a wild hair that's gone up my nose.
A dog hair, a horsehair, a long or a shorthair As any man who's got any hair knows There's nothin' in life puts a tear in your eye Like a wild hair that's gone up your nose.
Now some noses run so politely Like the dew trickles down off a rose But when them pollens and spores go driftin' up yours It runs like an old garden hose.
So if you see me tonight with a tear in my eye Don't stare at my dispair It's not a moment to share I swear it's just a hair up my nose... Just a wild hair that's gone up my nose.
© Chuck McCabe |
Contact: Woodshed Productions,
15466 Los Gatos Blvd. STE 109-161, Los Gatos, CA 95032 - chuck@chuck-mccabe.com.
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