My Oh My Lyrics

I used to sit with my dad in the garage
That sawdust that pine sol and the moss
Around every spring when the winter thaw
We'd huddle around the radio twist the broken knob
7.10 AM no KJR
Dave Niehaus' voice would echo throughout the Yard
Couldn't have been older than 10
But to me and my friends
The voice on the other end might as well have been God's
1995 the division series
Edgars up to bat
Bottom of the 11th inning
Got the whole town listening,
Swung on and belted
The words that started
Joey Cora rounds third
Here comes Griffey
The throw to the plate's not in time
My oh my, the Mariners win it
Yes, fire works, they lit up that ceiling in the king dome
We had just made history.

*Dave Niehaus announcing*
And swung, Lined down the left field line for a base hit!
Here comes Joey! Here comes Junior to third base!
They're gonna wave him in! The throw to the plate will be late!
The Mariners are going to play for the American League Championship!!
I don't believe it! It just continues! MY OH MY!

Laces woven barley holdin' that stitch
The creases are time amongst the grime and the grit
Where the leather he used to pound his fists
To some its just a mitt, but see that glove was him
Yep, tell me stories on the field with that sun stained brim
Blood under my chin, he taught me how to spit
Sunflower seeds back with me and my crew, sun burnt arms
Big league chew, yeah we were like the sand lot after dinner
After practice we'd listen to the M's in the kitchen
And if mom wasn't trippin'
Come on dad please I swear just one more inning
Voice went pump pump through the system,
Break out the Rye bread it's grand salami time
My oh my, another victory yes, my city my city.
Childhood, my life,
Watchin' Griffey right under those lights

Under that light rain gleaming in that night came,
Can't stop now, keep moving, no break pads
Came here to prove a point, live my life on the field
Make history in between the base path
And compete against the fear that is in me,
That's my only barrier and I swear that I'mma break that
From the mud the cleats that we drug threw the feet
This is that moment and you cannot take it back
I don't really collect cards anymore,
It's just a box and some old card board
Memories embedded in the dust,
In the fighters that aged just like us,
Livin' somewhere off in the drawer
This is what you make of it, yeah we play to win
Live it like we're under the lights of the stadium
Fight until the day that God decides to wave us in
Right until he waves us in
It's my city, my city, childhood,
My life, that's right under those lights
My city, my city, childhood, that's right
Niehaus, My oh My, come on,
My city, my city, childhood,
My life, that's right, under those lights
It's my city, my city, childhood, my life,
Niehaus, My oh My
Rest in peace.

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29. April, 20:24 Uhr
von laura wiencke

Ich liebe Macklemore über alles ich liebe alle lieder von ihn er ist einfach Süß