| Song | The Cape |
| Artist | Jerry Jeff Walker |
| Album | Gonzo Stew |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |