You've always kept your nose
Yes, Howard, and through the years,
the grindstone got smaller.
Yes, a lot of work has gone
Let me tell you about it.
my looks were only average.
A situation I said I'd adjust.
To be different, I suppose,
I massaged it every day to
every night it was a must
I'd work so hard I'd tremble,
I vowed it would resemble
Why, at one time I had a nose
that looked like a mosquito bite
If a mosquito bit me on the nose
It would take me two hours
to find out where to scratch
were just a little bit jealous.
Why? Because the neighbors used
my nose for a clothesline.
But things were going great,
cause at the age of eight,
you got ta have ambition,
be patient, all you need is faith and trust.
I sing this obbligato to give the world my motto,
Pike's Peak, or Buster's Peak.
And I want you to know my schnozzles
brought me in contact with some
through a field of alfalfa,
I tripped and buried my face right into
And what happened? John L. Lewis stuck his head out of a gopher hole,
pointed to my nose and said,
Anything that digs that deep
Everybody says it's hard for me
to take off a slip -on sweater.
They say it's tough for me to eat
But in the summertime they envy me.
You see, I'm the only guy
and still be in the shade.
I've reached the pinnacle.
I don't want to take a bow,
all you have to do is aim,
Yes sir, Pike's Peak, or bust.