Lyrics

No Barbs, no Hullabaloo

He'd grown tired of her barbs and hullabaloo
Nose turning at testing things
He'd stretch himself to do
Challenging things that all too few would try
He'd lie awake at night
Yeah lie awake at night
Lie awake at night and wonder why

He'd suffered thirty years of love miss-matched
Taken telling blows on his chin
Barbs and dusty bust-ups patched
Before he'd finally had enough, got gun-shy
And stole away one night
Yeah stole away one night
Stole away one night no wonder why

He came to me
Came to me
He came to me just to talk a few things through
Like a turned-up nose, barbs and hullabaloo
Asked me what's a man supposed to do?
He came to me oh oh
He came to me

Bridge
I'm not one of those much into barbs and hullabaloo
I can't help but appreciate the good things people do
No matter where they come from or might have done before
I admire a man who strives
Love a man who strives
Yeah there's merit in a man who opens more than one life-door
So it took no time to admire this man
And agree he needed a new life plan
Rid of barbs and hullabaloo
Forever more

He came to me
Came to me
He kissed me softly whispering that's so true
Thumbs-down to turned-up noses, hullabaloo
And pleased I agreed what else should a good man do?
He came to me
He came to me
Pleased I agreed there's-nothing-else-a-good-man should do
He came to me
He came to me
Yes he came to me
Came to me
Came to me
No turned-up nose, no barbs no hullabaloo yeah
No-no-no turned-up nose no barbs no hullabaloo
He came to me
Yeah he came to me
No turned-up nose
No barbs
No hullabaloo
He came to me
No barbs, no hullabaloo

Copyright Gary Woods, February 28th, 2012. APRA/AMCOS Reg: GW42373921