Words & Music by
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Ed Bruce and Trey Bruce
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This old hat's hung on the bedpost too long
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Forgotten like some used to be
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Remembered like a song
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That all the words are so easy to recall
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Imagine that¡¦¡¦this old hat
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It's seen day fade to night in an open sky
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Beneath the fury of the heavens
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Kept the rain out of my eyes
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Yet, somehow don't look as weathered as I
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This old hat
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This old hat's been down some dusty trails
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May not look as good as it did new
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The crown is stained, the brim is torn
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It's even been stepped on a time or two
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This old hat's just like an old friend
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Misplaced from time to time
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But it still fits
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They don't make 'em like they used to
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This old hat
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There was a time
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This old hat was in style
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'Cause it was different then
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It turned a few heads for awhile
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But what the hell, I might try it on again
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This old hat's been on the bedpost way too long
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This Old Hat
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| Ed Bruce |
