You can wear it how you like, I know you will It will tell a story like the ones you read
It would grow in sparse and light It would be an ugly sight, so please
And grow it out until it comes to standing still Join the crowd of aging beards a'many
They're thinking what they will They will keep them safe and warm From the cold of other's charm, I warn Don't look upon that face Don't look upon that face
And grow it out until you found your inner piece Join the crowd of aging beards a'many