Jerry Jeff
Manny was a of hats, Manny was much more than that He was the kind of guy, you and I would want for a was a regular guy, with an old soul look in his eye He was a man of word, and to himself to the end
Manny liked to and share a good story or two If he's a making you a hat, he to know some things about you He'd say, "Set yourself down, tell us what you're about Your hat says about you, before you even open your mouth"
had a funky hat shop, south of town where everyone stopped To sit and chat, get a hat, and get a new attitude He to sit up front and greet folks Take their measurements and laugh at their
You couldn't by without staying there all afternoon His Norma she sat in the back, Sewing sweatbands in all of his She listened to the radio, some times I'd sing her a
He made hats for a lot of men But were finer then he made for a friend He made 'em the old way, steamed, and creased 'em by He'd take your old hat and her brand new He'd it any way you wanted him too fix it up fine with a porcupine-beaded hatband
You know his hats worn all over the world By real cowboy, women's and He even made one for me he called "the old friend"
Well when old friends disappear, I sometimes where I'd like to think maybe there just somewhere the bend But Manny's in heaven I bet, I'll go you one yet I'll bet John B. and Manny are talking God into a hat
Old Manny to take me aside, He'd say Jerry Jeff you know how to Why don't you make up a hat and do it just the way that you do Well now old Manny has gone, I finally made him up Manny's hat 'Cause it's the best way to keep old friend alive in a room
Manny was a maker of hats, Manny was more than that He was the kind of guy, you and I want for a friend