Don't Touch My Hat

Man you better let go
You cant hold on to
What belongs to me
And dont belong to you
I caught you looking
With your roving eye
So mister you dont have to act
So surprised
If its her you want
I dont care about that
You can have my girl
But dont touch my hat
I grew up lonesome
On the open range
And that cold north wind
Can make a man feel strange
My john b. stetson
Was my only friend
And weve stuck together
Through many a woman
So if its her you want
I dont care about that
You can have my girl
But dont touch my hat
My mama told me
Son to be polite
Take your hat off
When you walk inside
But the winds of change
They fill the air
And you cant set your hat down
Just anywhere
So if you plead not guilty
Ill be the judge
We dont need no jury
To decide because
I wear a seven
And youre out of order
cause i can tell from here
Youre a seven and a quarter
But if its her you want
I dont care about that
You can have my girl
But dont touch my hat
If its her you want
I dont care about that
You can have my girl
But dont touch my hat
No it never complains
And it never cries
And it looks so good
And it fits just right
But if its her you want
I dont care about that
You can have my girl
But dont touch my hat
You can have my girl
But dont touch my hat
You can have my girl
But dont touch my hat