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°¡¼ö: Jerry Jeff Walker

Guy Clark

Well he's eight years old he's got a flour sack cape tied all around his neck
He's climbing up on top the garage figurin¡¯ what the heck
He screws his courage up so darn tight, that the whole thing come unwound
He got a runnin¡¯ start and bless his heart, he headed for the ground

Chorus
'Cause he¡¯s one of those who knows his life
Is just a leap of faith
Gotta' spread your arms and hold your breath
And always trust your cape

Well he's all grown up, he's got a flour sack cape, tied all around his dream
He¡¯s full of piss and vinegar, ah, he¡¯s bustin¡¯ at the seams
He licks his finger and checks the wind, it¡¯s gonna be do or die
He wasn¡¯t scared of nothin¡¯, boys, he was pretty sure he could fly

Chorus

Now he's old and grey with a flour sack cape, tied all around his head
And he¡¯s still jumpin¡¯ off the garage and will be til he¡¯s dead
All these years the people said the fool was actin¡¯ like a kid
And since he didn't know he couldn't fly, well of course he did

Chorus

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The Cape
Jerry Jeff Walker

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