Jerry Jeff
was a maker 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 laugh and a good story or two If he's a making you a hat, he needs to know things about you He'd say, "Set down, tell us what you're thinking about Your hat says about you, before you even open your mouth"
Manny had a funky hat shop, of town where everyone stopped To sit and chat, get a hat, and maybe get a new He loved to sit up front and folks their measurements and laugh at their jokes
You couldn't stop by without there all afternoon His Norma she sat in the back, sweatbands in all of his hats She to the radio, some times I'd sing her a tune
He made for a lot of great men But none were 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 He'd fix it up fine with a hatband
You know his hats worn all over the world By real cowboy, women's and He made one for me he jokingly called "the old friend"
Well when old friends disappear, I wonder where I'd like to think there just somewhere round the bend But in heaven I bet, I'll go you one better yet I'll bet John B. and Manny are talking God into a hat
Old Manny used to me aside, He'd say Jerry Jeff you know how to Why don't you make up a hat song and do it the way that you do Well now that old has gone, I finally made him up Manny's hat 'Cause it's the best way to keep your old friend in a room
Manny was a maker of hats, Manny was much more that He was the kind of guy, you and I want for a friend