since you were a little bitty boy sittin' in a booster chair
'cause you might look like larry
moe or curly if a stranger cuts your hair
well
butte
montana just a-passin' through
one thing i just had to do
had to get a haircut and i was worried for my hair
i had a feeling of impending doom the minute i stepped into that room
and laid my eyes upon that barber chair.oh yeah
it was a macho barber shop. hair dryers were mounted on a rifle rack wasn't no mirrors. the barber chair was a peterbilt. barber walked in; he was huge
seven feet tall
three hundred pounds of spring steel and rawhide. wearin' a hard hat
chewin' a cigar
had a t-shirt on -- said i hate musicians." threw me in the chair