This hats been around, for most of my life
It's been worn by many people, a different times
I lost it on a trail when we were touring outback
It's been 7 years since i saw that old hat
We were walking down the streets of a run down little town
And there on a picket post of a fence falling down
Maybe its not mine, it just looks the same
But there on the inside brim, i saw his name
If you love something let it go,
Trust then hand of faite, you will know
If it comes back its yours to keep
If its not it wasn't meant to be
As i held it in my hand, a memory flashes back
A backyard sittin' in the sun a spanner in my hand
Buckled rim tyres flat a graze on my arm
Put his hat on my head protects me from the sun
And if you love something let it go,
Trust then hand of fait, you will know
If it comes back its yours to keep
If its not it wasn't meant to be
Here are back again at that picket post
My son looks up to me and says dad, can i try it on, i said
Now you look more like your dad just you wait and see
Here's a memory i treasure most of just you and me
If you love something let it go,
Trust then hand of faite, you will know
If it comes back its yours to keep
If its not it wasn't meant to be
