Eight years old
with a flour sack cape tied all around his neck
He climbed up on the garage,
he’s figurin what the heck
Screwed his courage up so tight,
that the whole thing come unwound.
He got a runnin start and bless his heart,
he headed for the ground.

Well he’s one of those who knows
that life is just a leap of faith.
Spread your arms and hold your breath
and always trust your cape.

Now he’s all grown up
with a flour sack cape tied all around his dreams.
And he’s full of piss and vinegar,
and he’s bustin’ at the seams.
So he licked his finger and checked the wind,
its gonna be do or die
He wasnt scared of nothin, boys,
he was pretty sure he could fly.

Well he’s one of those who knows
that life is just a leap of faith.
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 hes still jumpin off the garage
and will be ’til hes dead.
All these years the people said,
“He’s actin like a kid.”
He did not know
he could not fly, so he did.

Well he’s one of those who knows
that life is just a leap of faith.
Spread your arms and hold your breath
and always trust your cape.
Yeah, he’s one of those who knows
that life is just a leap of faith.
Spread your arms and hold your breath
and always trust your cape.
Spread your arms and hold your breath
and always trust your cape.
~Guy Clark