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 one
so 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 hat
last 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
