[Verse 1] Mama hollered from the kitchen, "Boy, come sit down in this chair, Your hair's grown wild and tangled, Lord, it’s more than I can bear." I dug my boots into the carpet, said, "Mama, not today," But she grabbed those silver scissors, and I knew I couldn’t stay. [Chorus] 'Round the couch and through the hallway, I could hear her yelling loud, "Get back here, you little rascal, don’t you make me chase you 'round!" Her apron flapping like a flag, her eyes a fiery glare, Mama wasn’t gonna stop 'til she cut this boy’s long hair. [Verse 2] I dashed behind the sofa, tried to climb up on the bed, She was quicker than a rooster, and those scissors filled me with dread. "I’m just fine with it long, Ma," I pleaded in despair, But she shouted, "Not in my house! Now get back here, you hear?" [Chorus] 'Round the couch and through the hallway, I could hear her yelling loud, "Get back here, you little rascal, don’t you make me chase you 'round!" Her apron flapping like a flag, her eyes a fiery glare, Mama wasn’t gonna stop 'til she cut this boy’s long hair. [Bridge] Finally cornered in the pantry, I had nowhere left to run, She grinned and said, "It’s over, boy, now this here’s gonna be fun." She snipped and trimmed with a steady hand, and soon it was all done, Mama stood back with a satisfied smile, and said, "Now don’t you look sharp, son?" [Chorus] 'Round the couch and through the hallway, I could hear her yelling loud, "Get back here, you little rascal, don’t you make me chase you 'round!" Her apron flapping like a flag, her eyes a fiery glare, Mama wasn’t gonna stop 'til she cut this boy’s long hair.
