Straggly raggly hair on his chin Battered and tattered and ugly as sin Eagle-eyed and floppy-eared He's the man with the weird beard
Who is he, what is he, nobody knows Both of his heels are as bare as his toes Never had his whiskers sheared He's the man with the weird beard
It ain't black It ain't white It ain't short, it ain't long It just ain't right It's the craziest garden of hair Seven robins live in there
Walk with him, talk with him What do you find? More on his chin Than he's got on his mind And that's the story that I heared 'Bout the man with the weird beard
(Beaver) (Beaver)
(Straggly raggly hair on his chin) (Battered and tettered and ugly as sin) (Eagle-eyed and floppy-eared) (He's the man with the weird beard)
(Who is he what is he, nobody knows) (Both of his heels are as bare as his toes) (Never had his whiskers sheared) (He's the man with the weird beard)
It ain't green (no) It ain't gray (no) It ain't oats, it ain't corn It ain't hay (nay nay) It's a jungle that hangs from his ears He ain't seen his feet for years
Look at him, look at him Dressed in his best Wearin' a beaver Instead of a vest You ain't lived until you've heared 'Bout the man with the weird beard
I said the man with the weird beard I mean the man with the weird beard I said the man with the weird beard
(Beaver) (Beaver) (Ow)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
