Why should a Pickens who is healthy and strong,
Blubber like a baby if his team goes astray?
A-weepin’ and a-wailin’ how they done him wrong,
That’s one thing you’ll never hear me say!
Never gonna think that the men who squeal are the only men among men.
I’ll snap my fingers to show I don’t care;
I’ll buy me some brand new boots to wear;
I’ll scrub my neck and I’ll brush my hair,
And start all over again.
Many a new face will please my eye,
Many a new love will find me;
Never’ve I once looked back to sigh over the bromance behind me;
Many a new day will dawn before I do!
Many a light lad may kiss and fly,
A kiss gone by is bygone.
Never’ve I asked an August sky, “Where has last July gone?”
Never’ve I wandered through the rye, wondering where has some guy gone;
Many a new day will dawn before I do!