Just a Wild 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