Track 9 of the album Laundromat Waltz · 2018
Cap and Gown Under the Streetlight
“A gown too long and a cap that won't sit up straight. A song for anyone who finished late and finished anyway.”
jazz · hopeful jazz · cool jazz · 3:39
Lyrics
The gown is a little too long The cap won't sit up straight I walk out past the gym doors Past the gate The streetlight hums above me Like it knows my name Four years of early mornings And tonight I came Walk tall, little scholar, walk tall The night is wide open for you Hold the paper, hold your head up high There is nothing you can't do Walk tall, little scholar, walk tall The road is a song to be sung Take one more look at the old front steps Then go, go and be young Mama took a picture Her hands were shaking so Dad wiped his glasses twice And said he did not know How the time went walking Out the door ahead of him Now the street is warm and golden And the evening's wearing him Walk tall, little scholar, walk tall The night is wide open for you Hold the paper, hold your head up high There is nothing you can't do Walk tall, little scholar, walk tall The road is a song to be sung Take one more look at the old front steps Then go, go and be young Somebody taught me to read Somebody stayed up late Somebody said you can do it And I learned to wait The cap goes up in the air It hangs there for a breath Then it comes down in my hands And I'm not afraid of what is next Walk tall, little scholar, walk tall The night is wide open for you Hold the paper, hold your head up high There is nothing you can't do Walk tall, little scholar, walk tall The road is a song to be sung Take one more look at the old front steps Then go, go and be young Walk tall, walk tall Under the streetlight, walk tall