Sing your least favorurite song At the top of my lungs (oh, oh, oh) I'll go out, grow my hair too long I'll go out, kiss all of your friends Make a story and pretend It was me who made this end (oh, oh, oh) And I don't wanna be locked out I don't wanna

Hol' up (Hol' up) hol' up (Hol' up) Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody watchin' I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air Stewardess complimentin' me on my nappy hair When you do it like this, nigga, losin' ain't an option If I can f-ck

On a balcony over the sun In a chair by the rail, high above everyone Like the tan on my skin, our names in the sand Girl you, faded away We made love as the waves rolled in And we owned that town for one weekend Like the sound of the boat Starting up,

Amanda, light of my life Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife I've held it all inward, God knows, I've tried But it's an awful awakening in a country boy's life To look in the mirror in total surprise At the hair on my shoulders and the age in my

What do they call me My skin is black My arms are long My hair is woolly My back is strong Strong enough to take the pain inflicted again and again My name is AUNT SARAH My name is Aunt Sarah

I married Isis on the fifth day of May But I could not hold on to her very long So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong I came to a high place of darkness and light Dividing line ran through

I don't know how I'm gonna tell you I can't play with you no more I don't know how I'm gonna do what mama told me My friend the boy next door I can't believe what people saying You're gonna let your hair hang down I'm satisfied to sit here working all

I am my hair, I am my hair Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair I've had enough, this is my prayer That I'll die living just as free as my hair I'm as free as my hair I just wanna be myself Free as my hair, hair, hair Hair, hair, hair (Uh huh, uh huh)

Body like a back road, drivin' with my eyes closed I know every curve like the back of my hand Doin' 15 in a 30, I ain't in no hurry I'mma take it slow just as fast as I can Got a girl from the south side, got braids in her hair First time I seen her

And it's just breaking my heart 'Cause she's not you But she's not you And when we're dancing It almost feels the same I've got to stop myself from Whisp'ring your name She even kisses me like you used to do Her hair is soft and her eyes are oh so blue