Don Thomas - Hang Ten lyrics

Without a doubt the heart is bound to fight So when you know you're wrong someone says you're right Your man says you're given too much lip Your Mama says you're dressin' much too hip When you've got problems you've got to get away From everyone who doesn't understand Pick yourself out a very private wave And then, my friend, hang ten The heat's comin' down upon your head He's writin' up every word you said You're laughin' loud because you think you've won But the man calls you a loser on the run When you've got problems you've got to get away From everyone who doesn't understand Pick yourself out a very private wave And then, my friend, hang ten The surf can unlock anybody's mind You'll never know the answers you can find You're all alone, no one to tie your hands Your smilin' face, he thinks he understands When you've got problems you've got to get away From everyone who doesn't understand Pick yourself out a very private wave And then, my friend, hang ten And then, my friend, hang ten And then, my friend, hang ten And then, my friend, hang ten