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I came up right here in Boston.
Born after dad went overseas.
He played baseball for the army,
But not as well as the Japanese.
That left mom with me and Derek.
She taught me to throw with dads old mitt,
Remember I used to cross over the Charles to play some stickball,
Man I'd strike out all those college kids.
Got called out of class by a recruiter,
Offered me a spot in a double a club,
So I left mom at home with Derek.
And traded my books for a seat on a bus.
I played before the pitch counts mattered.
When the DL meant something was broke,
Man, got soreness in your shoulder?
Take two parts rum to one part coke.
When Boston asked coach for a righty,
He said I was the best he'd ever seen,
I said coach you mean it you really think so,
He said "Son don't think, it weakens the team."
Another stumble in through center,
Mom and Derek in the stands.
I crawl out through the lockers,
And drive my car over a fan.
The front office said I wasn't worth it.
They said so long and fare thee well,
I sit in my driveway in my corvette,
They won't let me drive and I won't never sell.
Bought a bar out in Cambridge,
Selling beers to those college punks,
Keeping it down 'til 2 am when I kick out,
All the same old tired drunks.
Dad's body died before his spirit,
Half a world away from home,
I'm pouring cocktails for tourists.
They say "Hey didn't you used to be Sam Malone?"
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