Lyrics

[Verse]
It started with a sneeze, ticklin' my ol' snout,
Lost that proud ol' nose, now it’s time to shout,
Gotta get it back, the way it used to be,
Strong and stout and sniffin’ free.

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Grandma’s apple pie, I used to smell that good,
Now it’s just a memory in our neighborhood,
Walkin' down the lane, flowers whisperin’ soft,
Miss those sweet aromas blowin’ from the loft.

[Chorus]
Let’s make the nose great again,
Gonna breathe in life, every now and then,
Bring back the scents that we once knew,
Make the nose great again, it's all we gotta do.

[Verse]
Dad’s old Mustang, smell of engine grease,
Sunday barbecues, burgers, and peas,
That smell of morning dew on the cattle field,
Seems like life’s lost a bit of what it used to yield.

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Mama’s kitchen, where the biscuits rose,
Morning coffee before the rooster crows,
Simple pleasures, brought by scents on air,
Let's restore that magic, smellin' everywhere.

[Chorus]
Let’s make the nose great again,
Gonna breathe in life, every now and then,
Bring back the scents that we once knew,
Make the nose great again, it's all we gotta do.