My Father Had Long Hair
Track information for this Dustaro release.
My Father Had Long Hair
July 18, 2026
Uitgebracht
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The song 'My Father Had Long Hair' by Dustaro reflects on the artist's father's youthful dreams and struggles before settling into family life. The lyrics paint a picture of a young man with big dreams, symbolized by his long hair and guitar, who eventually embraced the responsibilities of adulthood and fatherhood, leaving behind the carefree days of his youth.
Nostalgia and memory
Fatherhood and responsibility
Lost dreams and identity
Fatherhood and responsibility
Lost dreams and identity
Nostalgia
Reflection
Freedom
Angst
Social commentary
Reflection
Freedom
Angst
Social commentary
My Father Had Long Hair - Dustaro
[Verse 1]
There’s an old photograph inside a faded frame
Long hair on his shoulders, a guitar across his legs
Someone said it was somewhere around ’75
Back before the wedding and before the kids arrived
I never knew that version of the man at all
Only little stories that my mother used to tell
About Germany and Beatles songs in smokey bars
And trying to stay far away from the army call
[Verse 2]
He crossed the border with a backpack and a dream
Living day to day with almost nothing in between
Playing for some beer money and a place to sleep
Like freedom was something a young man could keep
Then he came back home and they were waiting there
Military doctors, questions, cold white stares
High heels and makeup, laughing through it all
Doing anything he could to dodge that call
[Chorus]
My father had long hair
At least that’s how the old photographs looked
Standing there with that old guitar
Like someone still too young for the life he took
And sometimes I still try to see
Who that young man used to be
Before the years, before the work
Before the world got heavy on his shoulders
[Verse 3]
They were living in a caravan outside the town
My mother pregnant, barely getting by somehow
Then I came too early and spent weeks in hospital care
While he got the keys to a little apartment somewhere
He used those empty weeks to fix the whole place up
Paint on his hands, cigarette smoke and coffee cups
Trying to build a home out of almost nothing
Like so many young fathers did back then
[Bridge]
Years rolled on and life moved fast
More kids, more bills, more working days
The long hair disappeared somewhere along the line
And the guitar slowly faded away
I only heard him play it once or twice
Like echoes from another life
Now that old guitar stands here with me
Quiet as the man he became
[Final Chorus]
My father had long hair
And dreams bigger than the world around him
Running from rules and army lines
Before family life finally found him
And sometimes late at night
I look at that old guitar again
Trying to picture the young man
Hidden somewhere inside my father back then
[Outro]
And somewhere in those old photographs
He’s still standing there
Long hair and a guitar
[Verse 1]
There’s an old photograph inside a faded frame
Long hair on his shoulders, a guitar across his legs
Someone said it was somewhere around ’75
Back before the wedding and before the kids arrived
I never knew that version of the man at all
Only little stories that my mother used to tell
About Germany and Beatles songs in smokey bars
And trying to stay far away from the army call
[Verse 2]
He crossed the border with a backpack and a dream
Living day to day with almost nothing in between
Playing for some beer money and a place to sleep
Like freedom was something a young man could keep
Then he came back home and they were waiting there
Military doctors, questions, cold white stares
High heels and makeup, laughing through it all
Doing anything he could to dodge that call
[Chorus]
My father had long hair
At least that’s how the old photographs looked
Standing there with that old guitar
Like someone still too young for the life he took
And sometimes I still try to see
Who that young man used to be
Before the years, before the work
Before the world got heavy on his shoulders
[Verse 3]
They were living in a caravan outside the town
My mother pregnant, barely getting by somehow
Then I came too early and spent weeks in hospital care
While he got the keys to a little apartment somewhere
He used those empty weeks to fix the whole place up
Paint on his hands, cigarette smoke and coffee cups
Trying to build a home out of almost nothing
Like so many young fathers did back then
[Bridge]
Years rolled on and life moved fast
More kids, more bills, more working days
The long hair disappeared somewhere along the line
And the guitar slowly faded away
I only heard him play it once or twice
Like echoes from another life
Now that old guitar stands here with me
Quiet as the man he became
[Final Chorus]
My father had long hair
And dreams bigger than the world around him
Running from rules and army lines
Before family life finally found him
And sometimes late at night
I look at that old guitar again
Trying to picture the young man
Hidden somewhere inside my father back then
[Outro]
And somewhere in those old photographs
He’s still standing there
Long hair and a guitar
Released by Dustaro Records • Performed by Dustaro • Distributed worldwide across major streaming platforms.