A wife said,
D, you're almost 33,
don't you think it's time
to change your ways?
The kids are starving, the dog is barking,
we haven't had a meal in three days.
No one wants to hear a musician play
when they know he's past his prime
Everybody knows when
it's his turn to quit
and I think you've reached your time
I'm tired of wearing buckskin,
I think I'll save my leave up
for some new Bermuda shorts
But my wife and kids
don't want to see their daddy
be a hitman no more
I said, listen, Mom,
I'm gonna get a job
and maybe go back to school
I ain't gonna be mad or bitter, don't lie,
cause you treated me so cruel,
cruel, cruel, cruel
I think I'll even give up
smoking that week
cause it boggles up my mind
I'm gonna start my life all over again,
gonna leave my past behind
I'm tired of wearin' buckskin
And I think I'll take my leave
I bought some new Bermuda shorts
I think kids don't wanna see their daddy leave
I'm tired of wearin' buckskin
I thank God straight for Levi's
for some new Bermuda shorts
My wife and kids
don't wanna see their daddy
be a hippie no more
I'm tired of wearin' buckskin
I thank God straight for Levi's
for some new Bermuda shorts
Cause my wife and kids
don't wanna see me daddy
be a hippie no more