Daryl Hall & John Oates - I'm Tired Of Wearing Buckskin Lyrics
My wife said, "Dear, you’re almost thirty-threeDon’t you think it’s time to change your ways?The kids are starvin’, the dog is barkin’We haven’t had a meal in three days""No one wants to hear a musician playWhen they know he’s past his primeEverybody knows when it’s his turn to quitAnd I think you’ve reached your time"I’m tired of wearing buckskinI think I'll trade my Levis for some new Bermuda shorts'Cause my wife and kids don’t wanna see their daddyBe a hippie no moreI said, "Listen maI’m gonna get a job and maybe go back to schoolI ain't gonna be mad or bitter toward life'Cause it treated me so cruel, cruel, cruel, cruel""I think I’ll even give up smokin’ that week'Cause it boggles up my mindI’m gonna start my life all over againGonna leave that past behind"I’m tired of wearing buckskinI think I’ll trade my Levis for some new Bermuda shorts'Cause my wife and kids don’t wanna see their daddyBe a hippie no moreI’m tired of wearing buckskinI think I’ll trade my Levis for some new Bermuda shorts'Cause my wife and kids don’t wanna see their daddyBe a hippie no more, no more [Incomprehensible]I’m tired of wearing buckskinI think I’ll trade my Levis for some new Bermuda shorts'Cause my wife and kids don’t wanna see their daddyBe a hippie no more, whoa
