Hair, Hair, Everywhere Hair

I’m the hairiest man I know. I have hair everywhere. Now that I’m getting older and it’s turning white, the hair isn’t so obvious as it used to be. But when I was younger, I got lots of looks for the hair showing over my collars and under my cuffs. So when the musical Hair came out in 1967, I immediately latched onto it. I bought the score and the recording from the original production.

The words from the title song say it all. I quote them below:

She asks me why

I’m just a hairy guy

I’m hairy noon and night

Hell that’s a fright

I’m hairy high and low

Don’t ask me why

Don’t know

It’s not for lack of bread

Like the Grateful Dead

Darling

Gimme head with hair

Long beautiful hair

Shining, gleaming,

Streaming, flaxen, waxen

Give me down to there hair

Shoulder length or longer

Here baby, there mama

Everywhere daddy daddy

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair

Flow it, show it

Long as God can grow it

My hair

Let it fly in the breeze

And get caught in the trees

Give a home to the fleas in my hair

A home for fleas

A hive for bees

A nest for birds

There ain’t no words

For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder

Of my…

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair

Flow it, show it

Long as God can grow it

My hair

More next time.

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