When I was a kid I never thought That I would end up with what I've got I thought that I would get to keep more than I'd lose But now this mirror reminds me every day That life might not work out that way I've got the combover blues
It just blows my mind to hear myself say God what's the matter with these kids today This crap they play's just way too loud and rude Rollin' a joint used to put me in the mood to come back But now it makes me think I'm having a heart attack I've got the combover blues
Oh the years go by Like highway signs Try and try You can't make Mother Nature change her mind
After all these years and traveling bands Backstage beers and rental vans Have left me here with all I've got to lose This aching back, this smoker's cough This broken heart and to top it all off These combover blues