Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was sittin' by the bay on my lunch break
Bare feet up, watchin' the sailboats drift away
I close my eyes, feel that winter breeze in my hair
Then I hear: "Hey mister, what'chu doing here?"
[Pre-Chorus]
I open my eyes to that all-too-familiar stare
Six kids in a line with their mama right there
I take a deep breath and I remember
It's a bad time for late December
[Chorus]
It's a bad time to have a white beard
Can't go nowhere this time of year
Kids gunning for my bad knees
New moms and dads snapping selfies
I'm just trying to find my peace
Yeah, it's a bad time to have a white beard
[Verse 2]
Pulled into the marina for some gas and ice
Kid walked over with a letter, wasn't asking twice
Handed me his wishes, wouldn't say a word
His daddy just smiled like I knew what I just heard
[Pre-Chorus]
Now I got his wishes folded in my coat
Reading 'bout a surfboard and a brand new fishing boat
I just wanted fuel and to get back out on the bay
But it's a bad time for late December days
[Chorus]
It's a bad time to have a white beard
Can't go nowhere this time of year
Kids gunning for my bad knees
New moms and dads snapping selfies
I'm just trying to find my peace
Yeah, it's a bad time to have a white beard
[Outro]
So if you see me next December down in Key West again
I'll probably keep the beard, buy strangers a round of gin
'Cause making people smile ain't such a bad career
Even if it's a bad time to have a white beard
Yeah, I think I'll keep it