to you , ed
tonight
i cur my hair
but i did not shave
anyway
i cut i shaved
what hair was there

bald is beutidful
at our age
i kept my beard
my friend
but i cut my hair
i shaved my had
best i could
got rid of what was left there

but i left
a ponytail
to tell
i was me
an old hippie

but it's cost less
to have less
hair
there

why do we care

hair across the face
or the head

when you get up in the mornin'
do you shave
or shower
do you get a haircut
that is right but
not
'quite
this hairs here
this hair was there
but where
did it goas we grow
old

was it silver
or was it gray
did it deliver
another day

and so i say

let's play
tomorrows
and yesterdays
anyways
the hair grow grey
or it passes it's way

so grow a beard
on your face
shave youer head
without a trace
about the blond
or the brown
the black
that was to be found

shave it away
give it's day

when you were young
and you sung
a song you'd sing
was it a memory
or was it your hair
that you felt there
in the mirror
at an age it's the fear of
hairless & carless
fear on your mind
bein' bald all the time

to u my friend

sad words
sad songs
a gift
belongs
a simple texas song