He Wants My Hat
Little bro Billy was born in Alabama
Momma gave birth at a quarter to three
Since then, he chased me like a puppy
Who knew what a rascal hed be
Little bro Billy took on all my vices
A perfect copycat where I was involved
And now his blatant imitation
Leaves me with a riddle I cant solve
He wears my old shirts
He wears my old boots
Drives fast, like its a NASCAR race
Picks up girls with
My tired old lines, but
He aint ready yet to take my place
And when were flyin down the freeway
Aint too much that hell say
He acts before hes got the facts, and
He dont talk, he dont chat
He dont care bout all that
One thing on his mind
He wants my hat
Little bro Billy picked up my bad habits
A girl and a drink in each hand
He says hes following my footsteps
This boy thinks that hes now a man
I told him once
I told him twice
You dont want my kind of life, but
A brothers words
May come too late
When it comes to trouble he cant wait
And when were flyin down the freeway
Aint too much that hell say
He acts before hes got the facts, and
He dont talk, he dont chat
He dont care bout all that
One thing on his mind
He wants my hat
He wants my hat
And now hes sixteen
Its like a battle scene
Gotta sit him down and set him straight, so
My little Billy Bro
My hat wont mean youre grown
And Ill do anything to change your fate
And when were flyin down the freeway
Aint too much that hell say
He acts before hes got the facts, and
He dont talk, he dont chat
He dont care bout all that
One thing on his mind
And when were flyin down the freeway
Aint too much that hell say
He acts before hes got the facts, and
He dont talk, he dont chat
He dont care bout all that
One thing on his mind
He wants my hat
Dont even think about that
He wants my hat
Wants my hat