It looks a little weathered, so it looks good on me
But since you've left I'm wearin' this old hat differently
Pain, wind, rain and sun, it keeps out all but oneSo I keep the brim pulled down
Whenever those teardrops come around
So nobody else can see
Just what your memory does to me
I know I can't hide
But baby I've still got my pride
When your memory comes back
I keep it under my hatLast night, I thought I'd go out I don't know where my head was at
I had to turn around go back and get my hat
And I was glad I did when I saw you with him
I kept the brim pulled down
Whenever those teardrops came around
So nobody else could see
Just what your memory does to me
I know I can't hide
But baby I've still got my pride
When your memory comes back
I keep it under my hat
When your memory comes back
I keep it under my hat
