Jerry Walker
Manny was a maker of hats, Manny was more than that He was the kind of guy, you and I would for a friend Manny was a regular guy, 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 needs to know some about you He'd say, "Set yourself down, tell us what you're thinking Your hat says something about you, you even open your mouth"
Manny had a hat shop, south of town where everyone stopped To sit and chat, get a hat, and maybe get a new He loved to sit up and greet folks Take their measurements and laugh at their
You couldn't stop by without staying all afternoon His Norma she sat in the back, Sewing sweatbands in all of his She to the radio, some times I'd sing her a tune
He made hats for a lot of men But none were finer then he for a friend He 'em the old way, steamed, and creased 'em by hand He'd your old hat and make her brand new shape it any way you wanted him too He'd fix it up fine with a porcupine-beaded
You know his hats were worn all over the By cowboy, women's and pearls He even one for me he jokingly called "the old friend"
Well when old disappear, I sometimes wonder where I'd like to maybe there just somewhere round the bend But Manny's in heaven I bet, go you one better yet I'll bet money John B. and are talking God into a hat
Old Manny to take me aside, say Jerry Jeff you know how to write Why don't you make up a hat and do it just the way that you do now that old Manny has gone, I finally made him up Manny's hat 'Cause it's the way to keep your old friend alive in a room
Manny was a maker of hats, Manny was much more than He was the kind of guy, you and I want for a friend