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I´I see him in the morning dressed up in black
, holding on a cigarrette, smoke floats all around him.
As he come across rises his hat.
Never takes a look at me but I know he says: good morning!
Comes into the bar, plays his guitar.
Sings songs of long time ago of old loves and sorrows.
Underneath his hat looks at us all.
We can´t help meeting his brow as he put his hat down.
You should come and see him... Mr. Hat.
He will never give you a smile but I know that he´s a good boy .
We´re so far to know what´s in his head.
So I´m waiting for the day he looks at me...at me Mr. Hat.
See him in the evening, dressed up in black,
holding on a cigarrette, smoke floats all around him.
As he crosses the night counting the stars
throw his hat away from him, I think he could be happy.
You should come and see him... Mr. Hat.
He will never give you a smile but I know that he´s a good boy.
We´re so far to know what´s in his head.
So I´m waiting for the day he looks at me...at me Mr. Hat.
You should come and see him... Mr. Hat.
He will never give you a smile but I know that he´s a good boy.
We´re so far to know what´s in his head.
So I´m waiting for the day he looks at me...at me Mr. Hat.