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I used to sit with my dad in the garage |
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That sawdust that pine sol and the moss |
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Around every spring when the winter thaw |
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We'd huddle around the radio twist the broken knob |
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710 AM no KJR Dave Niehaus voice would echo throughout the yard |
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Couldn't have been older than 10 |
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But to me and my friends |
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The voice on the other end might as well have been God's |
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1995 the division series |
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Edgars up to bat |
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Bottom of the 11th inning got the whole town listening |
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Swung on and belted the words that started Joey Cora rounds third |
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Here comes Griffey the throw to the plate's not in time |
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My oh my the Mariners win it |
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Yes fire works they lit up ceiling in the king dome |
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We had just made history |
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And swung Lined down the left field line for a base hit |
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Here comes Joey Here comes Junior to third base |
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They're gonna wave him in the throw to the plate will be |
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Late The Mariners are going to play for the American League Championship |
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I don't believe it It just continues MY OH MY |
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Laces woven barley holding that stitch |
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The creases are time amongst the grime and the grit |
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Where the leather he used to pound his fists |
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To some it's just a mitt but see that glove was him |
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Yep tell me stories on the field with that sun stained brim |
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Blood under my chin he taught me how to spit |
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Sunflower seeds back when me and my crew sun burnt arms |
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Big league chew yeah we were like the sand lot after dinner |
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After practice we listen to the M's in the kitchen |
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And if mom wasn't trippin' come on dad please I swear just one more inning |
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Voice went pump pump through the system break out the Rye bread it's grand salami time |
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My oh My another victory yes my city my city |
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Childhood my life watching Griffey right under those lights |
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Under that light rain gleaming in that night came can't stop now |
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Keep moving no break pads came here to prove a point live my life on the field |
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Make history in between the base path |
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And compete against the fear that is in me that's my only barrier and I swear I'm going to break that |
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From the mud the cleats that we drug threw the feet this is that moment and you cannot take it back |
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I don't really collect cards anymore, just a box and some old card board |
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Memories embedded in the dust, in the fighters that age just like us living some where off in the drawer |
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This is what you make of it yeah we play to win |
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Live it like we're under the lights of the stadium fight until the day that God decided to wave us in |
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Right until he waves us in |
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It's my city my city childhood my life that's right right under those lights |
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My city my city childhood that's right Niehaus |
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My oh My come on, my city my city childhood my life that's right under those lights |
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It's my city my city childhood my life Niehaus My oh My Rest in peace |