Big Hair

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Cam Floria
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Big Hair David
The story is told of David's son, a handsome man named Absalom
He was his father's favorite one, a perfect, princely specimen
Now Absalom was tall and fair- made all the people stop and stare
He lived his life with style and flair. He had a big head and a lotta hair
Big hair, big, big hair

Killed his brother like Cain before- said it was to settle a score
But in his heart he just wanted more. To be the king, to be adored
So he stood by the gate for many years, won the people's hearts and won their ears
Then mounted a rebellion to shouts and jeers against his father, against his tears
Big hair, big, big hair

Even David's friend Ahithophel joined Absalom, became his pal
How this happened is hard to tell. The prophet's doom just finally fell
King David fled Jerusalem. Some people cried and some were numb
The son marched in to praises sung, "Long live the king, king Absalom"
Big hair, big, big hair

Chorus:

And he had big hair, big, big hair. Big heavy hair like a big black bear
Big black hair and it was everywhere. Big hair, big, big hair
Curly, squirrely, burly big hair

Bridge:

David escaped across the sand. Over the Jordan to another land
Rescued again by God's big hand. As thousands came to take their stand

David's great army made the ground shake, but the coming battle made his heart ache
He charged his commanders, "Give him a break, be gentle with my son for my sake"
Twenty thousand died without a prayer. Absalom was chased and nobody cared
His crazy mule ran everywhere, got him caught in a tree, caught by his hair
Big hair, big, big hair

Chorus:

And he had big hair, big, big hair. Caught in the branches, hangin' up in mid-air
Got him killed because he had big hair. Big hair, big, big hair
Twisted, tangled, tousled, big hair

But David wept for Absalom. Even with the victory won
"If only I had been the one, instead of you, my son, my son"
Now if you live with a lot of flair
Got a lotta pride? I got somethin' to share
As you go to sleep better say a prayer. Ya don't wake up with big hair
Big hair, big, big hair

Chorus:

Ya don't want big hair, big, big hair
piled on your head standin' up in the air
Down to your knees a hangin' straight down there
Big hair, big, big hair. Frizzled, frazzled, frumpled big hair
Big hair,big hair, big hair, big hair