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Texty: Jerry Jeff Walker. The Cape.

Well, he's eight years old he's got a flour sack cape
Tied all around his neck
He's climbing up on top of the garage
He's 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

'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 he checks the wind
It?s gonna be do or die
He wasn?t scared of nothin?, boys
He's a pretty sure he can fly

But 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

Now he's old and gray with a flour sack cape
Tied all around his head
And he?s still jumpin? off the garage
And will be till 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

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

Gotta' spread your arms and hold your breath
And always trust your cape