Hair

Oh,

(Dm)oh.

(F)Oh,

(Dm)oh. (F)Whenever I'm dressed cool, my parents put up a fight.

(Bb)And (F)if I'm a hot shot,

Mom will cut my hair at (Dm)night.

(F)And in the morning I'm short of my (Dm)identity.

(Bb)I scream, (F)"Mom and Dad, why can't I be who I want to be,

(Dm)to be?"

I just want to be (C)myself and I want you to love (F)me for who I am.

(Dm)I just want to be (C)myself and I want you to know

(F)I am my (Bb)hair.

I've had enough,

this is my prayer that I'll die (Dm)living just as free as my hair.

I've had enough,

this is my prayer that I'll die living just as free as my hair.

I've had enough,

I'm not a freak, I just keep fighting to stay cool on these streets.

I've had enough, enough, enough and this is my prayer,

I swear, I'm as free as my hair,

(C)I'm as free as my hair.

(Bb)I am my hair,

(C)I am my hair.

(Bb)Free as my (D5)hair.

(D5)Free as my hair.

(D5)Sometimes I want some raccoon or red highlights

just because I want my friends to think I'm dynamite.

(D5)And on Friday Rock City High School dance,

I've got my bangs to hide that I don't stand a chance,

a chance.

I just (Bb)want to be free,

I just (C)want to be me,

and I (F)want lots of friends that invite (Bb)me to their parties.

I don't want to change and I don't (C)want to be ashamed.

I'm the (F)spirit of my hair,

it's all the glory that I bear.

I'm my (Bb)hair, I'm my hair,

I'm my (C)hair, I'm my hair,

I'm my (F)hair, I'm my hair,

it's all the (Bb)glory that I bear.