He walks into town With his head held high And people gaze in awe as he walks by He doesn't have much money Doesn't need any friends 'Cause what he has on his face Makes him a king among men And whereever he goes Everyone knows he's the man, the man, the man And whereever he is Everyone says damn, damn, damn That's a nice beard He spends all of his days Laughing and stroking his face He's in a state of constant bliss Because his beard is so great He doesn't pay taxes He doesn't give way All he does is have a beard And that's okay And when he's around everyone in the crowd shakes his hand, his hand, his hand And when he is near everyone cheers damn, damn, damn That's a nice beard Damn that's a nice beard It flows from his face and it sways in the breeze Majestic and proud as a ship on the seas And they all agree that damn That's a nice beard He looks at the world And smiles to himself His beard has brought him more joy than love or success or wealth He's not worried about dying 'Cause he knows this for sure That the legend of his beard will live forevermore That's a nice beard Damn, that's a nice beard It hangs down so low that it covers his feet He's applauded whenever he trips in the street And the people he meets all say damn That's a nice beard Damn Aw, damn Oh Oh, yeah Oh, damn Damn, damn, damn Damn, that's a nice beard